Saturday 2:
The town of Boweness is very 'bijou' and clings to the steep hill sides .
Its centre is a sort of cross roads where all of the many restaurants, eating houses, take-away, pubs and clubs coalesce interspersed with b&;b's and hotels of varying sizes.
We passed through Penrith on our way to Bowness- in- Windermere where we are staying for the weekend. So it seems is the world his wife and kids ! Shock .Horror.Gasp. There were so many people it was like a swarm of bees clinging to the lakeside. There were bodies all over the verges ,pathways and any open space that could be found .
It was of course the last days of the half term holiday and was suitably very bright sunny and warm.
People had come to enjoy the Lake and rides on the boats .It was like Dunkirk with lines of people all queued up for their respective trips.
There should be some pictures to illustrate this but it was so crowded it was impossible to stop and take pictures until we had parked the car
Our Accommodation, Laurel cottage it was the old Georgian Grammar School
and this meant driving around [ no easy task] the highways and byways of Bowness back and forth until It was through this morass of people and narrow streets that we eventually found our hotel and the last parking space in the Lake district.
We were to weary to go out and explore .
It looked like we were in for a very noisy night .
After an enjoyable and pleasant dinner in the restaurant close to the hotel, we went for an eveing stroll. What a contrast gone were the crowds and only the detritus remained .
There was much activity in the pubs etc but it was all good humoured and lively . By late evening the noise and people seem to have melted away and we had a quiet night.
Some peaceful scenes on the lake
Tomorrow is another day, as they say, more anon
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