After 5 hours in the car, heading north from London, we finally reached the Lake District. It was 2am and we were tired. Arriving so late meant we weren’t able to enter the campsite, so we opted for a spot of wild camping instead.
We parked the car, jumped over the fence and pitched the tents right there next to the road.
Of course I was a bit nervous, but we fell asleep instantly.
Keswick is a quaint little town in the heart of the lake district. With multiple hiking shops and plenty of places to grab a bite to eat, we strolled the streets at 8am looking for bacon..
Once we grabbed a little breakfast we took a stroll through town until we reached the beautiful Derwentwater.
There was no one to be seen and the water was crystal clear reflecting the image of ever expanding clouds.
I knew I was ‘home’, and right there and then added Keswick to the list of places I’d love to live in one day when retirement calls.
The following three days we spent around the camp site, barbecuing, hiking, doing a bit of yoga, walking barefoot and exploring the local area, lakes and rugged fell mountains. Breathing in a year’s supply of fresh air to carry us through the times where life in London gets a bit overwhelming..