We had no snow in these parts of Manchester, just a cold wind and an overnight frost, and the journey up the M6 had us wondering if there was a bit of over excited news readers telling everyone to stay at home and not to travel as the only snow we encountered on the M6 was a small amount around the area where the radio mast stands tall on the aptly named Winter Hill in Lancashire. It wasn't until we reached the end of our motorway journey at Shap, where we first saw some signs of what was to be a change of scenery for the next couple of days. Going down the small lanes where there was some snow drifts that were higher than the car and Jill :-)
We soon got to our hotel although the lane did have a good few inches of snow on it, it was passable and it was here that we were transported back in time to a winter wonderland. The view from our balcony over Hawsewater came with that much loved bird, the Robin just to make things feel even more special
So once again we set of down the lane that took us to Mardale Head car park where there are a series of paths that go in different directions leading to the various mountains and valleys.
The weather was certainly being indecisive, as one minute it threw everything at us
This is where we spotted the Red Deer from across the valley and we weren't to be disappointed as we spotted a few more. In fact there was quite a herd of them over my right shoulder in the snowy valley below Kidsty Pike
On the Tuesday morning we thought we would go up to Pooley Bridge, at the top end of Ullswater, and get the steamer across to Howtown for a look around there. It was a straight forward journey of about 40 minnutes that saw very little in the way of any snow. the wind, if anything, was stronger and was at times bitterley cold.
We also went back to our childhood and couldn't resist sliding down the bannister as the path was all snow/iced over. It just seemed the most sensible way :-)
A great way to spend a Christmas break in March. :-)