holiday in the lakes

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what a pose

Things are looking up! They found a nice dog friendly hotel at Waterhead which they tell me is at the northern end of Lake Windermere. According to Hunter Davis there is only one lake in the Lake District and that is Bassenthwaite so we are on Windermere! Hunter Davis wrote a popular book about the Lakes  – The Good Guide to the Lakes – with lots of facts and lists. He also wrote a biography of A. Wainwright – the awesome author of the Pictorial Guides – which Number 1 says  are the best guides in the world ever. A little susceptible to hyperbole me thinks! And he wrote about Wordsworth, Beatrix and Eddie Stobbart – all with Lakeland links and more later.

Educated or what! Surely this is the best dog blog in the world ever.

Anyway the hotel was Regent by the Lake which Numbers 1 and 2 really liked. They spent a lot of time in the shower anyway. And breakfast is served until midday so the hotel is very popular with lazy people.

I must say I enjoyed the food  – there was some gammon and Cumberland sausage. It was great for morning walks because there is a park just round the bend which leads to the ruins of Galava a Roman fort from 79AD and a wildflower pasture that was under lots of “mere”.

We visited Nick and Myra some old friends of 1 and 2 and apparently they had a nice lunch – I just recall a half hearted walk in the rain.

On the last day we went to a forest – Whinlatter. It was fantastic miles of wild space and not a single sheep to upset!

The Lakes

Numbers 1 and 2 are lovers of the Lakes. The Lakes are a long drive from our house so when I was taken for my first visit it was up at dawn and routemarched round the park. But I then got a hearty breakfast so not so bad.

In Windermere 1 and 2 went to Booths for breakfast – a tradition – what does that mean? I think it means bacon and eggs and sausage and stuff.

Then we drove into big hills – which means big walks and runs. Slightly handicapped by lambs; I wanted to run and play with them but I was advised that this was a bad idea and at times “robbed” of the fun I deserve by the great long windy lead.

Came down to a place – Ambleside – and went on some great big fields that led right into the lake. Apparently there are the remains of some ancient – yawn yawn – Roman Fort – Galava.

More importantly I could sprint headlong into the water! Then two labradors appeared and we ran and ran until “they” were completely knackered. Al fresco tea, crashed out and slept all the way home.

Sweet dreams!