Distance walked: 6km
G&T: Chase GB (Harmless)
Today was a rest day so I did very little. My feet are happy. Below is a picture of the Howgill Fells from my bedroom window. I'm proud to say I didn't contemplate climbing them for even 30 seconds.
After all this excitement, the two bookshop open on a Sunday were in business, so I spent the rest of the morning browsing in them. I bought myself a local cookery book which contains 6 different recipes for gingerbread as well as other less important dishes.
After this I was feeling slightly hungry. I didn't have a full English breakfast this morning as I wasn't doing any walking. I think this is the first time I've actually felt hunger this entire holiday. I pottered into a local cafe where I had a dish of beef lasagna which was served with chips (since you needs carbs with your carbs) and a salad. It was all Harmless.
There is a rather posh boarding school in this town. At around 1pm the streets were full of teenagers. They must let the Year 12s leave campus and go into the town on Sunday afternoons. Upper class England is very white.
After lunch I briefly contemplated walking out to an old mill which is about 1 mile or so out of town. My landlady at the B&B strongly recommended it. It has been turned into a gallery/bookshop/workshop/cafe for local artists and crafters. In the end I decided to be a philistine and retreated to my room for a nap and to read a book.
The cost of living crisis here is no joke. I overheard my landlady chatting with another guest. She isn't sure if they'll bother keeping the B&B open once the walking season is over (mid to late October). They will get so few guests over the winter she didn't think it would be worth the heating costs. Not that the rooms here are all that hot. Each room has a radiator which is off by default. You can turn it on if you want of course, but the boiler that supplies them with hot water is only on for a couple of hours in the morning and again in the evening.
I had dinner again at the Dalesman but it was a bit disappointing this time. I had wanted the game terrine (may contain buckshot) but they had sold out so I had to settle for a layer "cake" of mushroom duxelles and crepes with a cream sauce, which You Could Eat, but not what I had been looking forward to. Since it was Sunday the choice for dinner was roast beef, roast lamb or roast chicken with the trimmings (plus token fish and vegetarian options). The trimmings were roast veg, roast potatoes and Yorkshire pudding. The Yorkshire pudding had puffed up so much it was all crispy edge and no gooey centre. The roast potatoes were so crispy I feared one would shoot across the room as I tried to cut into it. Still, it was all Harmless but not a patch on yesterday's dinner. For dessert I had rice pudding with a marmelade and whisky topping rather like a creme brulee. Again, Harmless.
Now to pack everything up into my suitcase again. Such a bore.
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