The threat of rain is a familiar annoyance as you walk beneath glowering skies: it does little to deter your enthusiasm. Your eyes remain fixed on the small boats that sway gently in place. Excitement burbles in your chest.
The noises of the town fade into a distant murmur and you tune your ears to the music of the waterfront: men and women shouting and laughing, chattering as they enjoy their day; bird calls echoing over the lake; the splosh of water against wood. You resist the urge to add your own voice to the symphony.
Soon your adventure will begin.
This post is for week 21 of Cee’s Which Way Challenge.
Today’s pictures were taken in Bowness-on-Windermere, in the Lake District, which I visited when on holiday in Cumbria a year or so ago. We didn’t go out on the rowing boats – we didn’t have time. I could actually do another whole Which Way post about our trip that day. We rode on a steam train to Windermere, then took a boat trip over the lake from Windermere to Bowness-on Windermere. There we had lunch and an hour or so of sightseeing before returning as we arrived. It was a very enjoyable day – despite the weather (typically for England) remaining overcast for most of it.
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