The weekend before last, Sam and I attended a wedding smack between the Lake District and the Yorkshire Dales. We stayed in a BnB in the very picturesque town of Sedbergh. Since it was a bank holiday weekend we had three days in the area. We took the train up on Saturday, the wedding was Sunday and we went back down to London late Monday afternoon. That left us with plenty of time to squeeze in some lovely walks on either side of the wedding!
The town of Sedbergh itself is just inside the western edge of the Yorkshire Dales. I’d never been to the area before, and I was tickled for sure. I’d never seen my name so many times. It was grand. I pretended like it all belonged to me and took an obligatory Dales next to a Dales sign. (Okay, maybe I took more than one..)
The weather has been fairly appalling lately, and it’s now June and I’ve still not ventured outside in summer clothing, let alone without a jacket, but this trip let me step back and appreciate England a bit more. Sometimes when you’re cooped up in London in the cold and rain, you forget just how glorious England can be. Walking through these hills and dales (see what I did there?) let me reset a little, and I went back to London feeling more fresh.
Also, I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many sheep in my entire life up to that point as I saw wandering around the hills.
A little cottage on Lake Windermere is calling my name!
