Lake dsitrict walking weekend - Glenridding / Patterdale, Cumbria

Glenridding Travel Blog

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Last weekend (4-7 May) Rob and I went up to the Lake District for a weekend of walking in the hills (they call them mountains but I'm not so sure about that). We'd been having absolutely gorgeous weather for the previous week and mister weatherman's 5-day forecast assured us that this would continue, so we were really looking forward to a weekend of walking in the sunshine, catching some rays and just generally enjoying all that the great outdoors has to offer.


The drive up was good - Mabel went like a dream on her first big journey and we arrived at Grisedale Lodge, the lovely b&b we were staying at which is mid way between the villages of Patterdale and Glenridding, next to Ullswater Lake. Slightly chillier up there than in London but clear(ish) skies so all was good.


We awoke on Saturday morning to mist…lots of it. We couldn't see Helvellyn, which we were going to be walking up, but never mind, a little mist never did any harm. It was a strange experience walking up, not being able to see more than 20 metres in front of you, not being able to see down to the valleys below, but I quite enjoyed it, if for no other reason than novelty value since I've never walked in anything other than blue skies and sunshine before!

It was a bit of a shame that we missed out on the sweeping views from the top of Helvellyn (see blanket of cloud above), but by the time we started down after lunch the sky had started clearing and we were able to enjoy the scenery.

On Sunday morning we woke to a weather report which read 'gale force winds and scattered showers'. Not ideal, but it wasn't going to deter us. In hindsight we'd probably have been better off making ourselves comfortable in the nearby pub and sipping mulled wine all day as the wind howled and the rain bucketed down outside, but it looked deceptively calm outside and so off we set. The first couple of hours were great…

...then the rain started...and then the wind started...and then we stupidly thought we could take a more direct route up which was a very bad decision, but luckily we made it up without any disasters.

By the time we got to the top, the gale which the weather man had spoken about was in full force and huge chunks of rain were pelting down sideways like nails ramming into our faces. Three hellish hours later, after almost being blown off the ridge several times, we finally made it down, sodden, freezing and very hungry.


All in all, though, it was a lovely weekend, despite the rather unfriendly weather. We got to do some great walking and through the mist and rain I did manage to see a teeny bit of what beauty the Lake District has to offer. And after all, if it wasn't rainy and grey it wouldn't be a true English bank holiday weekend


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