Two walks, two litterbugs, two great days

IMG_2820I have an image in my head I want to get rid of. Then the weekend I’ve just enjoyed would be up there with the best of them. The Lake District, once again, proved to me how much it is worth the hype, worth the miles to reach, worth the hours and hours it’s taking to get this book finished. Once I have this image removed from my memory, all will be ok. I just need a sonic screwdriver or something.
For the walks I did last weekend, I was based in Eskdale, a wonderful place. As you may know, the theme for the book at the moment is walks from train stations so I visited the wonderful little steam railway at Ravenglass and enjoyed a lovely round trip. The actual walks we did were from Beckfoot station and Dalegarth. From Beckfoot, it was a lovely climb up to Blea Tarn and there was a round waterfalls walk from Dalegarth. All went well, including remembering extra batteries for my dictaphone, and I’m delighted that two such great walks will find a place in the book.
But on the train I got sat close to a young boy and his family who didn’t treat the landscape with the respect it deserved. He seemed to think it funny to throw his sandwich and napkin out of the window, bit by bit, while his family did nothing to stop him. Come on, people! What’s wrong with you? The next people on the train will have to look at a half munched sandwich on a trip they’ve paid over a tenner for. It’s just not on. Show some respect. To top it off, on the walk up to Stanley Ghyll from Dalegarth, the road was strewn with McDonalds packaging. See my earlier blog for ongoing dispair over this, so once again I picked it up and binned it, wondering what kind of idiot winds his window down and throws this out in one of the country’s most beautiful areas.
One of the lesser visited parts of the Lakes, Eskdale is certainly a place I have not been to for a while. But I’ll certainly be back. Enticing me back up is the wonderful Woolpack Inn we discovered, the quaint little village of Boot and the friendly staff at the Ravenglass Railway. And it’s the quirky, unexpected things that also add to the fond memories, like the dozens of Vespa drivers attending a convention and making the Hardknott Pass look like the streets of Rome, if only for a passing second.

Published by peternaldrett

I'm a writer who contributes to newspapers and magazines on a regular basis and has also published several outdoor guides to the Peaks, Lakes and Yorkshire Dales. I write educational material for multiple publishers and have just finished writing my first book for Bloomsbury - out in 2019. My new Peak District Year Round Walks is out now.

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