Cumberland sausages, multicoloured sheep & giant yorkshire puddings

I arrived in Manchester after a back-breaking 4.5hour bus ride from London Victoria. We were made to change coaches even! Even after almost 3 months, I still refuse to tolerate all the inconveniences UK dump on me relentlessly. Why settle for mediocrity? Haha. Anyhow, the Lake District makes up for all of the flaws. - at least just for a weekend. The beauty is just astonishing. You should see the pictures which I've uploaded. These are mere highlights of the sights which I've drunken in greedily.

First stop & first lake at Bowness.

This is the lake where we rented a "speed boat" which doesn't go really fast
so we cruised along gently in the bitingly cold winds,
yelling hellos to all cheery passer-bys in ferry ships & sailing boats.

We took a 4 quid bus ride to Ambleside and embarked on a walking trail.
This is a mountain which we only got to halfway.
It was 4pm and it'd take 2 more hours to get to the summit.
Thanks for the invitation, but no, thank you.

The next day, we were still blessed with glorious weather,
which suited our tour of the area in a mini-van.
Our charming guide, Malcolm showed us 10 lakes & many mountains & valleys.

The autumn colours are gorgeous (in the warm sunshine).
The sunlight brings out the colours,
otherwise everything will look dull & grey,
like the typical english scenery.
To illustrate my point- Look below.

Chester is supposed to be a pretty town on the English border with North Wales,
it is, but its beauty is hidden in the lousy weather & drab greyness.