TWO HOURS ON ULLSWATER, (Cumbria, UK).

 

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This fifteen mile journey was just as good a trip as on our four generations day on Coniston Water,

but this time there were just the two of us, a few management trainee-types and a Shearing's load of pensioners.

 

 

 

Lunch at Wilf's very good semi-veggie, and now rapidly expanding, cafe at Staveley, then over Kirkstone Pass in heavy rain which turned to heavy sleet. Old patches of snow were clearly visible on the shoulders of Helvellyn.

We arrived at Glenridding with two minutes to spare for the 1.45pm last sailing of the day. Chosen by me for the best forecasted weather window, it was, oddly, the same sailing which that morning had enabled me to spend the longest time in bed.

Forgive the vignetting? I've only recently learnt that word - it means the wide-angled lens (which I'd borrowed), has occasionally put a slight shadow at the corners of the image. And it's my fault.

 

I like the reception / shop / cafe(?) building - it's quite crannog-like. At least two of the car parking bays were underwater.

Jo's parents had given us two tickets! Why? I've no idea.
   

 

 

 

 

 

The northern edge of Glenridding and a double barrelled boathouse.

 

 

 

 

 

On the MY Raven, built 1889 and now powered by an AEC diesel engine, we shot northwards up the lake.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Whoosh.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I spent quite a while sitting very happily (and cross-legged!), on that furthest back low bench.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Towards Arthur's Pike and Barton Fell

 

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