The Lake District - coniston

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 It was lovely and sunny when I got up to feed Misty. We lounged about as is our way on hol, then I rustled up a 10/10 full English. We had decided to give Misty her first ride in the trailer today so I nipped up to ask the nice man where was best. The other side of the lake seemed the best bet so, after I did the washing up and Ian did some work work, Ian prepared the bikes. Using a wild boar treat we managed to lure Misty in. She is fastened in using her lead and took to it like a dream. 


Misty’s trailer

We set off as yesterday, through the camping field and sheep, cow and bull field, before arriving in Coniston. We called at the Post Office as Chris wanted a big lens posting home, then rounded the bottom of the lake, calling in to let Misty out for a swim.


Swim

At this point Ian got the phone call we had been dreading. No, it wasn’t Vicky phoning to say Viktor Johannson was out for the season, it was the caravan club! Keswick site still had a flood warning in place. We could still go but had to stay within 20mins of Dame Shirley and be in a condition to drive her off at a moments notice! We both decided that wasn’t for us, in so many ways. We thanked the man but declined leaving us homeless for the next few days. Never mind. The sun was shining, the Lake was glimmering, and Misty was in her trailer. We set off again on the Eastern side up a big hill, big hills mean nothing to us, and soon arrived at Brantwood. It was so nice we sat out on the terrace where we had lunch.



Brantwood


Scone



Ian’s half eaten  beef and haggis lorne 


We set off again and cycled down to the end of the lake before returning the same way. We met very few cars and most were very considerate, there was just the one land rover defender that tried to put Misty in a ditch. The views were stunning both ways and we came across the famous Coniston water jetty. 





Posing on ‘the’ jetty

We made our way back through the sheep, cow and bull field, and the camping field, and back to Dame Shirley feeling it had been a very successful outing. 

We put all the paraphernalia away and scrubbed ourselves up, very nice showers, before taking a walk to the Ship for tea. Everyone in there was once again very friendly, and like most places dogs are allowed. This time, because we walked there in twilight, we managed to find our way home again on the ooooolllldd railway line. We saw loads of bats and the owls were hooting in force. There was also a big moon and many stars, it being a clear night. We managed to watch our Monday night quiz shows, only connect, university challenge, and House of Games, before bed. 

But where are you going next I hear you ask? 

Strava watch




Neighbour watch

The guy in one of the caravans on the cul de sac was cleaning his roof for about two hours! Why? You are on holiday!

Dinner watch

Ian gave his Lorne 8/10, unusual and interesting. At the ship I had curry, 6/10, standard pub fayre. Ian had chicken and leek pie, 6/10, average.


Alas this is the only photo of the pie




Comments

  1. Heather26 September 2023 at 10:57

    Where are you going to go next and what is a Lorne?

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  2. Jackie27 September 2023 at 01:17

    I thought he said lawn, and it looked like meat on a lawn, but I have no idea about Lorne

    ReplyDelete

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