until we settled onto the boat in these self portraits
and started to admire the scenery
The day began with breakfast which wasn't a repeat of yesterday though no photos were taken and then we realized we'd have to rush to the dock to get tickets on the boat/walk tour we wanted to take and so I couldn't record the walk, just the tickets we got
until we settled onto the boat in these self portraits
and started to admire the scenery
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and this interesting use of reflection
before our boat pulled in
at Wray Castle
which we could see in the distance before walking up the hill. This is a massive castle built by a surgeon in the 19th century. Over time, it came into decay and eventually fell into the hands of the Trust which is thinking about redecorating it. But, for now, it is set up as a giant place space -- for children and for adults. Children get to play games in every room and adults get to think about how it might be decorated.
so, we followed the signs
and reached the castle with these views below
and this view of the castle itself
where we were welcomed and began to explore.
The library was interesting because they are adding books by painting them in but are not ready for titles on the spines
as described here
with photos of the way things were
and this view below
and this description of their process.
Next, we went to the morning room
which came complete with wish list
as well as Beatrix Potter's description of her times here
and a catalog from William Morris for the older children to play with.
After another photo of the fireplace work
I was in the servants quarters where this was the wash basin
and across the hall were other servants quarters and a description of upstairs, downstairs as played out here
including details of the servants' life.
In one of the bedrooms, there were dress up opportunities
and, in another wonderful murals on the wall
with pillows in yet another
and an exhibition
of flying fish sculptures elsewhere
as I took a look at the view from the second floor. I should note that there were a variety of flights of stairs in the house.
This frame would have allowed for photos if there were 3 of us there
on family holiday
as Beatrix Potter had done
and she must have enjoyed a similar view
even entering this room
to see the wonderful murals
as I recorded another staircase as Suzanne was descending.
On exiting the house, we passed the croquet field
and saw this deer in the distance
and then this amazing tree.
We then started our hike to reconnect with the boat 4 miles south along the lake shore and ran into these two interestingly dressed women
before we passed fields of sheep
often with moss covered fences
along the trail
as Suzanne continued
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because we were quite thirsty.
Walking on, we saw the wonderful flowers
and views of the lake
before we saw the path to Hill Top which was to be our next stop
but not before recording some flowers
and admiring views. At this point I though I was walking just slightly ahead of Suzanne. Unfortunately, she had found a turn off that she assumed I had taken and so we were separated for an hour each wondering where the other was and having no way to connect.
It was a relief to reconnect and then to catch the boat from the ferry dock towards Bowness as Suzanne
watched the ducks
and we took this self portrait
as we saw the smallest island in the lake
and then the largest
as we looked out at remarkable views in all directions
before we landed at Bowness and were greeted by these large geese
and their babies
The geese led the way
to the cigarette disposal mechanism at the first pub we visited
and then we were on to a second pub where we had this ploughman's plate
as Suzanne enjoyed her Pims and lemonade
and I my beer
before we boarded the ship for the ride home again catching wonderful views
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before noticing a patch of blue
which lit up this hill
and after a bit more ride on Lake Windemere, the largest in England
we passed this complex
which was cause for this self portrait
before we took the final leg of our journey, docking and walking into Ambleside
and made our way to the Unicorn pub where the bar was nicely set up
as Suzanne had her chicken curry
and I had my potato jacket with cheese.
On our way home, we found this sign document the last many centuries locally
and this description of the local sculpture we had recorded earlier
and then we came to the river for perhaps the last time
and so crossed over this foot bridge.
