Stonegarth Guest House
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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Starting to get ready for our big trip next week. Looking forward to seven weeks away exploring new places and meeting up with friends.
We have two weeks in Vietnam and Cambodia, three weeks in New Zealand and then another two weeks in Burma. An exciting start ...
... and turning on the Christmas village lights tonight. I visit the different Christmas markets. Stop in at some local shops and indulge in a bit of roadside roast spit burger. There were pigs roasting on spits outside most of the pubs, all in anticipation of a big night ahead I suspected.
Waterhead is much smaller then Ambelside. It has a few restaurants lake side and a few pubs & shops scattered around the parks and so on. ...
... levels since giving up smoking (I still am) so I had to pause a number of times up this section. The ground was rocky scree which would very easily lead to a sprained ankle. Not something I wanted happening. By the time I reached the next gate I could see Little Man and the clouds just rolling onto the top, Skiddaw would be climbed through the clouds, there wasn't going to be much of a view from the top. Rounding Little Man I was on the ridge walking up to the summit, ...
... then a boulder field, where the path disappeared... Picking our own way through the boulders visibility was again extremely bleak. We were getting lost. Nervous to continue for fear of getting completely lost, and with the wind again in such force that we were unstable on our feet, we decided to call it a day. Finding our path up, we followed it back down to safety. Damn English ...
... be heading back home so he has another two hours left to go, Jill and me are staying for another night and heading back on Sunday. Time for a coffee, wish Steve a safe dry trip home and I walk out to the bike. It starts to rain just as I pull away, this is proper rain, it's torrential. The campsite is only 3 miles away but I'm riding at 10mph, can't see ****. I turn into the lane leading to the campsite and there's a rat drowning in a puddle, he just looks at me with pity. ...