After leaving Airth Castle in a soup of thick fog, the day started with a non-memorable coffee stop at Graetna Green. Not going into details, the location has some significance due to the difference in marriage laws between Scotland and England.
From there we drove to Grassmere. This is very scenic in the Lakes District. Grassmere is where William Wordsworth was buried and I was mildly embarrassed to remember only the words, “I wandered lonely as a cloud,” but it’s been a few years since I’ve read him. The place has lots of hiking available and I bought a book and pamphlet on hiking in the Lakes District because I think I’d quite like to do it.
From Grassmere we drove a short hop to Windermere to take a short boat ride on Lake Winderemere. This was highlighted by the near dead boat captain who had a monotone voice that would best be used in children’s filmstrips. Nonetheless the ride was pleasant and lasted about an hour.
From Winderemere we road out to Preston to eat dinner and spend the night. It seems that weddings have been following us. There was a wedding happening tonight at the Tickled Trout, just as there were weddings in the previous two nights.
The Tickled Trout is actually pretty nice and provides the best view from a window we’ve had in any hotel to point.
Images from today are posted here.
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