7 November 2013

The Lakes - #travelthursdays

There is no question about my favourite places to be whilst the leaves are turning. This time, 5 years ago we hired a car and went on a mini-honeymoon with all of my Kiwi family straight after our wedding. It was the loveliest break I think I've had. There was a lot of love, quite a bit of huffing (up the enormous hills), breathtaking scenery and so much laughter.

 
Let's be honest here, we're all friends - the UK often seems to take quite a beating in the travel glamour stakes. When compared to the glamour of easily reachable Monte Carlo, Milan and glittering New York it's pretty hard not to when you contrast it to mining towns, slop dosh and dollop of small caffs and the A40.

Sometimes it also seems that the drizzle in England is never ending. But, and I know this will surprise you, there is a great side effect to all the rain we get (which admittedly is less than I thought there'd be - I don't even own an umbrella).


Got a weekend free before the silly season launches in full? Hire a car for the long weekend and drive up to the Lakes with a group of good friends. You won't be disappointed. The lakes are particularly gorgeous in now. It also helps with the 'donkey on the edge' syndrome you can develop living in a city for a long time. With forested hillsides, jewelled toned lakes and leaves softly falling around your ears it's hard not to relax.

Did I forget to mention the cool nights sitting in front of a pub fire surrounded by dogs, plates of Roast Beef and Sticky Toffee Pudding swimming in Vanilla Ice Cream or Custard depending on your poison? Oh, my bad.


To this Kiwi it reminds me so much of New Zealand scenery (POMs please don't moan and groan at me comparing one of your most beautiful spots to NZ, but it's true). New Zealand is a mountainous bush covered country and you are edged in almost all around by hills, much unlike the North East of England as flat as far as the eye can see.
 
 
 
You can stop off in small meadow surrounded lanes, with thatched cottages, explore ruinous castles and giggle at inappropriate place names.


Did mention all of the sheeps?



(You can actually hear the twang of scary hick banjos with this shot, can't you?)

13 comments :

  1. I've just found your blog! its really nice to hear about other expats and their travels. I'm a Canadian living near Glasgow. I think you've inspired me to take a wee trip to Cockermouth! haha

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    1. Thanks for the visit - there are so many beautiful places with daft names. I think a 'dirty place name road trip' could be hilarious!

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  2. We went to Kendall for a wedding last year and it was so beautiful!

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    1. Did you make it to the pencil museum!?

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  3. We still have yet to make a lake district trip, and it's not very far at all! One of our good friends is from Kendall and he says it's really nice around there.

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    1. It's beautiful - and check out the pencil museum :-D

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    2. bahaha pencil museum?! They really will make a museum filled with anything.

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  4. I'm freaking out a little bit - that's not BLOOD on the poor little sheeps is it? {I'm thinking sheeps isn't even a word...}

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    1. No, it was spray paint on the sheeps. And yes, according to my family 'sheeps' is a word :-)

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    2. (And it wasn't us who spray painted them, just in case you were wondering...)

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  5. I love the lakes, so beautiful and peaceful, I'm glad you managed to get up there!

    Hmm maybe...

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  6. The Lake District looks so beautiful! I hope to head there some time next spring and get some walking done! :) I really love the English countryside, it's so relaxing and peaceful. See you at the Blogger Tea tomorrow! :)

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  7. I wish I had time to visit the English countryside that everyone raves about when I was England, but I am grateful just to have been able to explore London several times.
    Also, I can kind of relate to the Donkey on the edge syndrome (I just love that by the way) or maybe it is the reverse for me because I live in a really rural, mountainous area where often neighboring towns are ten miles away and the population never peaks above five thousand. I love the isolation and beauty for the most part, but there are times (usually every two to three months) that I just have to get to a city for some museums, pubs/bars, movie theaters, shopping, etc. Luckily for me I can easily get to Montreal or Boston in under three hours to help me prevent myself from going stir crazy.

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