My first trip to the Lake District was to Eskdale. I cycled to the train station at Lancaster where I was at university. I took the West Coast Line to Ravenglass and then the miniature railway into the valley. I didn’t know how to manage the trip. I cycled along the road, half cycled and half carried my bike up a low hillside. Not quite a bike ride, not quite a walk. My second experience was a car trip with my parents. We didn’t walk, except for a stroll at Rydal Water and Tarn Hows. I was astounded at the beauty. I went there again with a girlfriend who had a car. It was a dark grey day and all we did was climb a very short hill near Langdale. My first good walk was up Catbells in autumn, which is here in the distance. That was my first taste of the hills and it was glorious.

 

Maiden Moor to Derwentwater

Sunday February 22, 2015