On our final day, we chose a walk along a track on the other side of the Lake. It was cool and looked like it might rain, but then this was like every other day we had been there, so this did not deter us. This time, instead of walking up and up and up and then down, down down, we followed an undulating track beside the lake.

We walked through a forest of silver birches with wonderful glimpses of the lake.

This place is gloriously beautiful, even when shrouded with mist and there are black clouds rolling in. We walked from a tiny village called Patterdale to a village called Howtown and you say it “how town” apparently. We caught a ferry back and froze – the wind was a little chilly.