This is not England. Oh wait, actually it is. But it doesn’t seem much like England and, if you’re anything like me, that can only be a good thing. With its impressive (though not terribly tall) mountain ranges, pretty lakes surrounded by wildflower meadows and the odd frolicking pair of lambs added to the mix, there is not much to dislike about this surprisingly fair part of old Blighty. And that is just the natural environment. When you throw in the historic and cultural charms of the area including a handful of picture perfect towns, a bunch of good old-fashioned English tea rooms and, for those of us who like something a little stronger, gastropubs, and round it all off with some lovely bakeries, sweet shops and boutique B & Bs, you’re really talking!
We spent a blissful long weekend hill walking, treating our senses in some darn fine restaurants and cake shops and just sitting, staring out at the mountains and the flowers (and the lambs) and enjoying being alive. The Lake District is a welcome breath of fresh air for any Londoner needing a break from the drudgery of their office-based life. Go and see for yourself. You won’t be disappointed.