Pooley Bridge

We were glad we moved Marge from under the oak trees yesterday evening as this morning we could hear the acorns falling on the other vans like a round of bullets being fired.

A slow start to the day, washing some clothes, showering, cleaning out Marge and filling her water tank, all jobs that needed doing before setting off. Our Scottish guide books no longer required, we packed them away and left for England. On route we talked of our favourite places in Scotland and both agreed the Isle of Skye was top of the list, and that we would return there again one day. Soon we were on the M6, a little daunting after travelling the 'slow road' for so long. Marge, we're proud of you, all those narrow roads and pinch points, you handled them well. Eleanor Roosevelt said, 'women are like tea bags, you don't know how strong they are until you put them in hot water', which we tend to do quite regularly with Marge.

Our destination today was Pooley Bridge in the Lake District, where we found a parking area for ten pounds a night, before paying, we noticed a campervan in a nearby pub car park, and after enquiring, yes Marge could stay if we used the pub. So, we booked a table for seven o' clock in the restaurant. Better ten pounds spent towards a meal we thought.

A walk out took us to Pooley bridge, which collapsed in December 2015 as a result of storm Desmond causing the river Eamont to flood. A major rebuild is being undertaken and the new bridge is looking very smart.

We walked along the road a little to take a look at lake Ullswater, and then returned through the woods from where we could see Marge happily nestled in the corner of the pub car park.

In the past we have canoed and sailed on the lake, so our visit here has brought back some memories. Tomorrow we will head to Ambleside, so it looks like another overnight stay in the lakes Marge.