Glenridding.

A typical Lake District village on the southern end of Ullswater. Popular with walkers, cyclists and water enthusiasts. Amongst rugged fells sits England’s third highest mountain, Hellvellyn, apparently climbed by Wordsworth when he was 70 years old, he’s a braver man than me (mind you that’s not saying much these days).

This serene settlement with the Glenridding Beck streaming down from the former Greenside lead mine before eventually flowing into nearby Ullswater, is less commercialised than other busy attractions. Nearby plenty of easy access parking is located by the village centre.

Walking through Glenridding takes you past several hotels, cafes, shops and boat hire venues leading onto the picturesque green area and down to the shingle beaches on the shore of Ullswater. On the day hubby and I visited, many families with their two legged and four-legged offspring were playing ball games, kayaking and paddleboarding in the crystal-clear waters of the lake, whilst enjoying picnics. The pier with a small café and toilets is next to the information centre.

We decided to take a 60-minute trip on the heritage passenger fleet of Ullswater Steamers to Pooley Bridge (sadly they are no longer steam operated). Offering an all-year service (excl Xmas Eve/Day) provide licensed drinks and snacks onboard. Hop off along the route at Aira Force, described as an 18^th century pleasure ground, featuring a network of woodland trails, whilst breathing in the landscape of quiet glades. Lookout for red squirrels in their natural play area, picnic among the tree trails or stop off at the tearoom. For the brave amongst you, witness the jaw dropping vertical waterfall with its cascade of water spilling 65ft into the pool below, or enjoy a 21-mile walking route that loops around the lake, there are several car parks, all managed by the National Trust.

Howtown is a little hamlet with a Roman road running through the village encompassing a spectacular seven-mile walk. A remote and beautiful scenic getaway for all nature lovers.

Pooley Bridge.

Finally disembarking at Pooley Bridge, a short walk brings you into this charming Cumbrian village which sits at the northern end of Ullswater, with its traditional Greystone houses, car parks, several pubs and quaint tea shops including Granny Dowbekins – expect to queue though. The original 18^th century stone bridge was washed away during Storm Desmond in 2015, but has since been rebuilt reconnecting the community. (See my ‘Granny Dowbekins’ blog under ‘tearooms/cafes’).

With bellies full, hubby and I took a bus back to the start of our journey, Penrith. I’m not a great fan of bus travel to be honest, but during the summer periods parking can be a nightmare anywhere throughout The Lakes, so, using our bus passes, quite frankly, is a no brainer.

Have a great trip. Hope you love Cumbria as much as we do.