For our last full day at the cottage we took ourselves over to Bowness on Windermere, and on the way we stopped to look at the two viaducts Dad had viewed yesterday from Winder Fell.
Waterside Viaduct with Winder Fell in the background
Ingleton Viaduct with Sophia for scale
We visited the recently opened (we only missed the Prince of Wales by three days) Windermere Jetty boat museum. Everything was very new and shiny and Dad was of course much taken by some of the steam engines. Our only real criticism was that information about the boats afloat in the boat house section was a little limited.
Today I decided that I would walk to the top of Winder Fell which overlooks Sedbergh and looms over the cottage. As I walked into town I passed an excellent tree stump sculpture of two owls which we had noticed being carved the day before.
The route I took to the top started by climbing up to the head of Settlebeck Gill. Mostly this was not too strenuous although there were a couple of rocky stretches and the last few hundred metres was a stiff climb. The path then joined one running along the col leading to the summit and this was easy going.
Looking up Settlebeck Gill.
The path to the head of Settlebeck Gill.
Looking back down the gill.
The path along the col to the summit.
The summit in sight.
The weather was excellent and the views from the summit spectacular. It was possible to see the cottage quite clearly and Mum and Sophia came out to wave.
It was also possible to trace the course of the old railway line from the cottage all the way to the current mainline near the M6 motorway, including the Waterside and Ingleton viaducts.
View towards cottage with disused railway embankment visible to left.
After a slightly late start, we walked into Sedbergh and then followed a walk Mum had found to the Farfield Mill Heritage Centre where we had a modest but pleasant lunch (very nice soup) and a look round the various artists studios.
We then walked back to Sedbergh and then spent rather too long in Westwood Books. Being a proper second hand bookshop (and a very large one) the books were rather more expensive than the charity shops we usually frequent and we spent rather more than we were hoping but probably somewhat less than we feared.
A long drive from Wiltshire to Yorkshire hampered as always by Dad’s annoyingly slow driving and motorway congestion. Stopped for lunch at a Toby in Worcester where the carvery was as acceptable as usual.
Staying in part of an old railway station much to Dad’s delight. Cottage seems very comfortable and Dad can step outside onto the old platform and pretend that he is a Station Master.
Drove into Sedbergh to eat and discovered that it calls itself “England’s Book Town” and claims to have more second hand bookshops than Birmingham – although if true this would seem to say more about Birmingham than Sedbergh! Mum swore that she hadn’t been aware of this when booking the holiday, but the rest of the family were sceptical.
For dinner we tried the “Al Forno” where are meals were mixed.