A baby owl at the port
and then had lunch. Terry wanted to go to Grasmere where she and her husband had stayed many years ago to see if she could find the Wordsworth Hotel. So we hopped a bus to Grasmere. A lady we met said we should get off in Rydal and take the Coffee walk into Grasmere. She told us that it was a mile to a mile and a half and an easy walk. As it turns out the easy English walk turned out to have a hill or two in it. Anyway, I digress. We decided to do that and got off the bus at Rydal. We walked up a pretty steep hill to Wordsworth's home and did the tour of the house and gardens.
Then we went on up to find the COFFEE WALK. This is it (note the bottom sign)
Ok, we don't have that English accent down yet. Ha
As I said earlier it had a hill or two and one wonders what kind of men carried COFFINS over this trail. It was a beautiful green walk and I actually broke out into a sweat as we had dressed for the colder weather.
Eventually we found the rock where these hearty "coffin carriers" rested
and then found our way into town. We walked through the little town and couldnt find the Wordworth Hotel so we stopped and had a small libation at a cafe.
As we were walking back to the bus stop, Terry stopped and said there it is. Right in front of us was The hotel.
We went in and looked around and it had a lovely outdoor bar area where we wished we had had our drink. Alas we had to catch our bus back so we moved on. We did have time to stop and pick up some famous Grasmere Gingerbread.
Her Gingerbread recipe is still made today and it is delicious. She grew up in a very poor family and worked in a local home in the kitchen, where she invented her gingerbread recipe. She eventually married and moved to the Lake District where she opened a shop and the rest is history.
It was a neat little town and a good day. NOT ONE SINGLE DROP OF RAIN.
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