Joce, by a big stone

We headed up to the Lake District for the day on Sunday 26th June.  I've never really done the Lakes before, and of course a single day isn't nearly sufficient on which to base an opinion on such a big place, but I can't say I was that impressed.  It was a bit too touristy, too densely populated for my liking, and parking was a bloody nightmare.  Give me Scotland and wide open views any day.  That said, Joce enjoyed it ("the nicest part of Britain I've been to"), and I must concur that the landscape is more green and lush than that north of the border.  Maybe next time we go I'll take my bagging gear and get to see a different aspect to the environment.

After briefly stopping at the Castlerigg stone circle near Keswick (which, admittedly, does have lovely wide open views), we headed east for lunch at Hartside Top Cafe in the northern Pennines.  Richy and I once cycled up the road to Hartside on a Saturday morning in Summer 1997 during our traversal of the C2C cross-country cycle route - in retrospect I don't know how I managed it...