In His Stride

On Sunday we head to the Lakes and to our usual camp site at Great Langdale where the Lad spends his first nights under canvas which he takes totally in his stride. Unlike our last few trips here we get a few walks in including a trip up to Stickle Tarn which was Doggo’s first walk when he was a pup. We had to carry him down but the Lad bounces down although he is a little older than Doggo was. 

On other days we walk Mickleden Beck, the old Elterwater/Little Langdale loop and along Coniston Lake. As all the exercise just seems to be bouncing off the Lad we are practically increasing the distance daily, not that he seems to notice.

Then there's a pub trip up to the Wainwrights at Chapel Stile. Which isn’t the only pub we visit of course. There are multiple trips to the Old Dungeon Ghyll as well as the Sticklebarn and the New Dungeon Ghyll, which is also the destination for an occasional Full English breakfast.

Everything goes well and the weather is impeccably well behaved. We even manage to enter the London Marathon ballot despite being in such a remote location. The camp site is quiet, with around ten tents all week, but we are warned of the invasion that is due on Friday as the Bank Holiday kicks off. Friday was always the day we intended to head home anyway.

(Friday 4^th May)