A wonderful day at Lake Windermere (Lake District)
Ahhh, yesterday was just another perfect day, thanks to the outdoors. I’m positive now that I get my burning fuel from forests, rivers, lakes, and fields; not from the city where I have to spend most of my time.
I was really at the end of my rope last week. I also caught a cold, which is my body’s way of telling me that I’m tired and exhausted and really need to go back home soon. So, I decided to leave Manchester for a day and go to the world-famous Lake District! Even though I had to sit on crowded trains a lot, it was absolutely worth it!
Although first thing in the morning I saw that the train I’d previously tried to catch was disrupted or something so I had to wait for another one, and I barely made the connection in Oxenholme toward Windermere, I still got there safe and sound. Once I arrived, I immediately found a bike hire place, which was conveniently placed right next to the tiny train station. The bike (which was pretty nice considering) cost 23 pounds for the day which is pricey but if you don’t have anything on you, this is the only way you can bike for a day in a forest.
So I rented the bike, got a helmet, a pump, and a map with it, and then just followed the map till I got to the ferry!!! :) Yes, I had to take a ferry across the lake to get to the forest on the other side! Wheeee :)
Already on the other side, I followed many other bikers along the trail, but fortunately we went with different speeds and different directions, so I didn’t have to stroll after them for long. Oh, and that forest!!!! Simply breathtaking!
The power these trees might possess makes you feel humble :3
As I was biking along the trail I sat down at the lake to have a little rest and put my feet in the water <3
But I wouldn’t be me if there was no catastrophe or some disaster around me. It turned out today (I heard it from my teaching partner) that yesterday somebody died at Lake Windermere in a cottage because they wanted to set up some fireworks but they fired backwards and it burned down the whole cottage, the person included. And the terribly morbid part of the whole thing comes now:
Sitting at exactly this place, where the above pictures were taken, and eating my sandwich, I saw a plume of smoke among the trees on the other side of the lake. And I thought to myself, who on earth would burn leaves/trees at this time of the day/year? And that plume of smoke was probably the poor man in his cottage burning to ashes…….. I had the most amazing day and somebody was dying at that exact moment, and I thought they were just burning leaves… *facepalm*
Well, things like this just happen. How many others are dying right now all over the world. Also, at that point I had no idea what I saw, so I stood up and biked along. And as I was nearing a small castle, I saw a downhill! *.* It looked just like the ones I saw in the videos, though of course less steep and dangerous. But I thought this is the moment to try it because I might not have the chance to this back at home soon enough. So I went up, and then gathered all my courage and went straight down.
Aaand… it was magical! The speed, the downhill, the adrenaline rush I got from it - all of it was just perfect. And when I got down, I just couldn’t help the huge grin on my face :D So I went back and down again, back up and down again, back up and down again :DD And then I found another trail. It looked a bit more challenging because I had to go through trees and branches and stuff. But I went down that one too!!! And back up and down again and back up and down again :D Ohhhhh, I loved it! Actually, I found another one on the way back with even more loose branches and roots. Went down that one too!! Wohooo :D
But time went by quickly, so I had to head back to the ferry and go back to the train station to give back the bike and go back home. What a wonderful day! And luckily the weather was spectacular as well - blue sky, sun shining, late summer-like temperature. Perfect :) Ahh, my energy is finally back ^^