This trip report covers our time spent in the Lake District. It is detailed, opinionated and lengthy. To read about the rest of the trip:
Part 1, Manchester- go here (TBA)
Part 1a The Leeds- Liverpool canal trip, go here
Part 3- Liverpool- go here
parts 4, London, go here
I know from reading posts on the forum that there is a wide divergence on where to homebase. Your tips, comments, corrections and memories are always welcome.
Day 10
Train from Skipton to Windermere
From the Lady Teal, we took an Uber to the Skipton Train Station. Because we had luggage, we didn’t feel like hauling it around to visit Skipton, so I am sad to say, we did not see any of Skipton other than the train station and perhaps on another trip, we will visit Skipton properly.
The local train stopped at several stations including Giggleswick, which my wife found to be hilarious, and Carnforth, where according to a sign at the rail station, the railway station was the location for the 1945 movie Brief Encounter, before we transferred at Lancaster.
On the train was a young British woman with blue hair and she was talking US Politics with an elderly couple from Maryland, who were traveling on their own, as we were. It was interesting to eavesdrop and hear the discussion. We would see this blue-haired woman again, the next day, on the boat from Bowness to Ambleside, and I introduced myself to her and told her we were on the same train as she was yesterday. She told us about her conversation with the other US couple and wanted our viewpoint, which more aligned with hers as she stated, “I’d love to visit the US, but I’ll wait until my (female) partner and I can enter the country without the fear of being arrested at the border.” “I understand” I said. This trip report is NOT a political discussion, so let’s not go there, but that was her reaction and the only politics that we heard the entire trip.
We were supposed to transfer to a TransPennine express train at 12:09 where we had assigned seats. But we didn’t see the notice on the overhead platform sign or maybe we ignored the announcement that an earlier train going from Liverpool to Glascow was delayed, thus delaying our train, but when I saw on the platform sign that the train now pulling into the station at 12:09 was headed to Glasgow via Oxenholme, we boarded with our luggage and looked for our assigned seats in Car B. Those seats were taken by other passengers. I looked at my tickets again and saw that we were on the wrong train. Fortunately, the train was going North and did stop in Oxenholme. So for the short 15 minute ride, I stood in the Vestibule with our luggage, and my wife sat in an empty seat nearby.
We transferred at Oxenholme to a slow local train that took us to Windermere.
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