We woke up this morning and Niki’s knee was really hurting her. We had contemplated doing Binsey (very small), but I suggested we have a complete rest from any sort of hill at all.
I was reading the guest book for our little cottage and a few people had written that Carol and Mike, (who own the cottage) had suggested to them, to walk around Buttermere. The people who had done this had thoroughly enjoyed it.
So we decided that is what we would do. We drove through Keswick and Borrowdale and the views were absolutely amazing. When we eventually reached the Honister Pass towards Buttermere we were absolutely blown away by its beauty. I thought the Northern Lakes were amazing but this was beauty beyond words. The road snakes backwards and forwards between high fells on either side of the road with a gradient of 1 in 4.
When you eventually reach Buttermere Lake, it’s like something out of a picture postcard. We were lucky enough to have clear blue skies so the mountains were reflecting in the lake…….absolute heaven.
We parked up in Buttermere and walked back towards the lake. There is a footpath that completely circles the lake so it’s very easy to take a walk around with no real need for a map.
Haystacks sits in the background of this scene looking all craggy and handsome. This is where A Wainwright asked for his ashes to be scattered and I can see why. It is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.
I was reading the guest book for our little cottage and a few people had written that Carol and Mike, (who own the cottage) had suggested to them, to walk around Buttermere. The people who had done this had thoroughly enjoyed it.
So we decided that is what we would do. We drove through Keswick and Borrowdale and the views were absolutely amazing. When we eventually reached the Honister Pass towards Buttermere we were absolutely blown away by its beauty. I thought the Northern Lakes were amazing but this was beauty beyond words. The road snakes backwards and forwards between high fells on either side of the road with a gradient of 1 in 4.
When you eventually reach Buttermere Lake, it’s like something out of a picture postcard. We were lucky enough to have clear blue skies so the mountains were reflecting in the lake…….absolute heaven.
We parked up in Buttermere and walked back towards the lake. There is a footpath that completely circles the lake so it’s very easy to take a walk around with no real need for a map.
Haystacks sits in the background of this scene looking all craggy and handsome. This is where A Wainwright asked for his ashes to be scattered and I can see why. It is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.
We had a very gentle stroll around the lake, stopping at regular intervals to throw stones in for Molly to retrieve (although she never brings back the same stone that we threw). She just looked like she was having so much fun, and everybody that passed us commented on how happy and content she seemed.
After our walk around the lake, we decided to stop at a pub in Buttermere for a pint of Guinness. So, the three of us sat on the grass bank enjoying our beer. Then we headed back in the car along the beautiful Honister Pass stopping every now and then to take some pictures.
We stopped in Keswick to buy some nibbles, then came back to our cottage and sat in the garden with a couple of beers to finish off a perfect day.
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