Hobnobbing with the locals

Last full day of our Cumbrian holiday. Got a grilling from the boys after yesterday's truck hill. No, we aren't going for a walk - just a noodle in the woods. Honest boys! Let's just go back this way shall we… The path does seem to be going up doesn't it. Hurrah, we've climbed another of Borrowdale's lovely little fells; High Doat this time.

This time I had the SLR but I'm limited to posting from my phone. So, will it be the Holly seedlings growing out of the majestic, seven person oak we passed? Or the boys running back down the hill they'd trudged up? Or the ferns growing out of a slate wall. Nope, had to have a Herdwick and is for a friend who takes the most amazing photos. D's first chat with a bunch of lambs involved a bit too much roaring and a frustrated Mum who was trying to take a photo when they ran away. This lamb was a bit bolder and the boys had improved their baaing :-) Topped off another great adventure with milkshake and cake at Flock Inn cafe.