What have Meg and Mark Smith and Bill and Hilary Clinton got
in common? They have all slept in the same bed! Our host, Martin, at the Fox
and Hounds hotel at Ennerdale, gave us a little run-down on the area and Coast
to Coast walk over breakfast and we just happened to be sleeping in the
so-called Presidential suite. Bill and Hilary slept here when they were doing
the Coast to Coast walk, when Bill proposed to Hilary near Ennerdale Waters.
Martin also said that we should look out for a hunting lodge en route where
Henry V111 met Anne Boleyn. The gorgeous scenery obviously sparks love matches.
Unfortunately, it hasn’t moved Mark …yet.
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Martin's morning briefing |
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In bed with Bill and Hilary |
The Fox and Hound closed in February 2011. The 300 villagers
were devastated as it was the hub of their little community. Within 6 weeks
they had gathered enough shareholders to reopen the pub with 67,000 pounds. Now
they have paid staff and many shareholder volunteers, who man the kitchen and
bar etc. A fabulous success story – such
a friendly, fascinating place to stay.
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Locals buy pub |
What a day today! Said to be the
most difficult walking day on the Coast to Coast , Day 2 did pose its
challenges but the spectacular vistas totally compensated for the long and
arduous effort. We walked for 9 hours but we were able to stop at 2 youth
hostels on the way, which offer (plunger!) coffee as well as other facilities
with payment in an honesty box. The most memorable was Black Sail – some photos
on display from the 1890s. It was stone building with so much atmosphere. We
joined about 10 or so other walkers for lunch and shelter. Our Fox and Hound
kitchen provided us with lunch.
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Historic youth hostel - Black Sail, Ennerdale Waters |
Our steepest climb was up the side
of Grey Knotts, which was 300m in a distance of 1.5kms. An impressive effort by
the team – all our training up Mt Ainslie paid off – Julie excelled herself,
dosed with Ventolin, and survived! When
we reached the top we had the most amazing view of Haystacks (an impressive
rocky outcrop) and the floating lake of Innonimate Tarn, High Crag, Buttermere
and Black Beck Tarn.
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Going up Grey Notts |
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Still climbing |
Alfred Wainwright, the fell wanderer, who documented the
route, wrote:
“All I ask for, at the end, is a
last, long resting place by the side of Innonimate Tarn, on Haystacks where the
water gently laps the gravelly shore and the heather blooms and Pillar and
Gable keep unfailing watch. A quiet place, a lonely place. I shall go to it,
for the last time, and be carried by someone who knew me in life will take me
there…”
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Magnificent vista. Definitely worth the climb. |
We’ve been learning lots of new terms: Stiles, kissing gates, tarn (lake),
fell or ghyl (hill), beck (stream), spur (ridge).
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Kissing gate |
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Stile |
We arrived in Rosthwaite about
6.15 and had dinner at the local pub, which was bursting with activity as the
Borrowdale Fell Run is on tomorrow – the main highlight in the Rosthwaite
summer calendar. Not something we will be considering. We will make a quiet
exit to Grasmere tomorrow morning.
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Bob head and shoulders above the locals of Rosthwaite |
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