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Dry stone wall - no mortar used - notice how each stone...

Dry stone house - whole villages were made from this stone which...

Countryside on the way to Grasmere

This gingerbread can only be purchased from this small shop. The recipe...

Where we had lunch in Grasmere

The graves of William Wordsworth and his family

Largest cake I've ever seen. Otis had a slice when we had...

St Michael's Church in Hawkshead

This church is so old that besides the graves in the yard...

Another of the headstones at St Michael's - Hawkshead

Just as it is time to go home, we are becoming seasoned travelers on the local buses!! We found that we could buy a group ticket good for the whole day and a wide area. Pat & Joan had breakfast at their lodging while we fixed our own toast or scone & tea in our kitchen. Around 10 we caught the bus which stops literally right in front of our house. The ride through the English countryside was again just wonderful. We changed buses once and arrived in Grasmere around 11:30. This small village is where the poet William Wordsworth (not to be confused with Wadsworth) and his family lived and they are all buried in the church yard. It is also the only place you can buy a certain type of gingerbread. The English gingerbread is nothing like we are used to but is a flat, cracker shaped & coated with crushed nuts. Of course we had to buy some to try out later!! We had a light lunch there overlooking a small river, did a little shopping and then caught another bus to an even smaller village on the west side of Lake Windemere called Hawkshead.

The village really has no claim to fame but it is quite a picturesque small village with a lovely old church built on a hill in the middle of the village. There were several small shops – one of which made fudge of all sorts. They were giving out samples so we had to try all of them!! We also found a small tea shop with the biggest cakes I've ever seen. They were easily almost 1 ½ feet wide and about 9 – 10 inches tall. A slice took up most of a dinner plate. So, of course, we had to stop there for afternoon tea. We then caught another bus which took us to the ferry crossing where we traveled across the Lake back to Bowness and then another bus home. It was a great afternoon for meandering across the country as we did. The fields were green, the air was clean and lambs where playing in the meadows.

We can't believe that this is our last night. April and Gwen leave mid-morning tomorrow to go on to Liverpool for a couple of days while Otis and I will leave mid-afternoon via train to stay at a hotel at the Manchester airport before our flights home leaving Friday morning.

This will be the last entry in the journal for this trip. I hope you have enjoyed it – stayed turned for another journey next month when I, my sister/brother-in-law and friends of theirs will travel to Lucerne, Switzerland for several days before boarding a river boat in Basel, Switzerland going all the way up the Rhine to Amsterdam.

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