As I assumed, it was a long night
of trying to sleep through the sounds of the bars across the street. Luckily,
the sun streaming into the window next to my bed helped get me up. I figured
I'd take the early train so I wouldn’t have to change trains and I could get
lunch in the lovely town of Windermere. On my way to the station, a guy stopped
me and asked me where Chatsworth House was, and I was fairly sure that that
house is not even in Manchester, unless I heard him wrong. As an ode to my
previous trip to the Lake District, I got a hot chocolate and a ham and cheese
croissant, the same breakfast I had last year. The train was surprisingly
crowded and I wished I had booked an assigned seat online.
Train coming in to Windermere
View from the train
When I arrived in Windermere, I
took a stroll through town and went into some cute shops, which included a
kitchen store that had lots of cake and cupcake decorations that I had to
restrain myself from buying. I returned to the tourist center where I ate my
croissant and waited for my tour. After a while it started to get a bit chilly
with the wind they had in the forecast, good thing I brought both jackets! At
12 o’clock our tour guide, Malcolm, picked us up in the 12-person van and we
headed off on our journey.
The town of Windermere, behind the phone booth is the restaurant I had dinner at last year and also on this trip
Trying out the zoom on my camera, I can say I am quite pleased with it
Recreation of last year's selfie- 2015
Last year's selfie- 2014
Our second stop was Hill Top, my
favorite place in the Lake District and former home to Beatrix Potter (see
actually lived across the street and used Hill Top mostly for working). I
actually found a way into the garden this time that I hadn’t noticed last time,
which I was very happy about. It was just as beautiful as I remembered, even
more so when the sun made an appearance on a rather cloudy day. After pillaging
the gift shop, I went back to the bus, and with the two other people who
elected to not go inside the house we got an early start to head to Hawkshead.
*I am not going to caption all of the following photos, they are either the house at Hill Top or part of the Hill Top gardens (yes, that includes the lamb) unless otherwise stated. Just enjoy the images...
A home across from Hill Top featured in one of Beatrix Potter's stories
The home where Beatrix Potter actually lived
A bit of the inside of Hill Top
A post box featured in one of Beatrix Potter's books (took this from the bus)
We had almost 2 hours in
Hawkshead, which is a lot of time for such a small town, but I decided to make
the most of it. I started by walking by the grammar school where William
Wordsworth attended as a boy and made my way up to the top of the hill on which
sits a church and cemetery. It was really windy up on the hill so I quickly
headed down and went inside the church. The church wasn’t really anything too
special as far as churches go, so I made my way back down the hill to look in
some shops to see what kind of Peter Rabbit goodies I could find. I was
thankful for my long allotment of time in the town because it allowed me to go
into the Beatrix Potter gallery, which is in the old building from where her
husband, William Hellis, worked as a lawyer. The gallery had many of her
original drawings for the books as well as other sketches and drawing she had
done that were no published. It was really fascinating! The images in the book
are almost the exact likeness of the actual drawings. It is crazy how detailed
they were! Apparently Beatrix wasn’t very confident at drawing people in her
books so there were spots where you could see she had painted on a different
piece of paper and pasted it over the original image. After all the
excitement I just had to stop for lunch, I found what I think was the tourist
center where they had some nice, warming carrot and orange soup with a rye
bread roll.
The school where William Wordsworth attended
St. Michael & All Angels Church in Hawkshead
Beatrix Potter Gallery
Found a wishing well!
My soup and roll
Next on our tour was Tarn Hows,
probably my second favorite spot in the Lake District. Apparently originally
the lake below was originally three different lakes that the family who owned
the land had flooded by building a small dam and made it one lake. It’s nothing
too special, just a really nice view, especially when the weather is nice. It
would’ve been a lovely place for a picnic if not for the dog poop everywhere. I also added a few videos I took from the tour on the bus so you could get to experience the trip with me.
Just arriving at Tarn Hows (I am fairly certain)
just another zoom test success!
little bit of sun
Before our final stop we passed by the location of the Hill Top in the Miss Potter film, Yew Tree Farm. We then moved on to our last stop, a boat cruise
of Lake Windermere. I was pretty disappointed because the last time we did a
boat tour on lake Coniston which was a smaller boat (about 30 people could fit)
and it was easy to see the water and down to the bottom of the lake because the
water was so clear. That tour also let out near a small garden that had a
colorful bunch of azaleas including purple and orange ones! The tour of Lake
Windermere was about a 100+ person ferry-like boat that let out on a
tourist-filled boating area. What made it less than spectacular was being stuck
in the middle of a bachelorette party who were probably drunk and being really
loud and annoying.
Yew Tree Farm
Lake Windermere
Testing out my zoom again on one of the fancy houses on the lake
Wray Castle from the lake
The Bachelorette party
A little more sun to end the tour
After the cruise, we headed back
to the starting point to end the tour. I picked up a “Lake District” magnet at
the visitor center and then went to dinner at the same restaurant where I went
last time I was there. After eating I headed back to the train station to bid
farewell to the lovely Lake District. I tried to nap on the long ride back to
Manchester, but noisy Asians sat all around me. Finally, when the got off I
thought I would have some peace, but then a large group of noisy British people
showed up. Apparently they had been thrown off a bus by the police for calling
the bus driver “Akon,” and the police put them on the train. Another story was
that their bus was too crowded, but either way they were not happy people.
After finally being rid of the noisy folk, I bought an eye mask and earplugs
for the night at the shop in the station; I was not going to let the partiers
get the best of me that night!
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