Staveley to Bowness-on-Windermere: Day 6

Knowing it was our last day of hiking, with only 6.5 miles to cover, we didn’t hurry to finish breakfast, and I, for one, was tired from our previous day’s mileage and not to eager to strap on the backpack and put on the boots. We got going by 10:00 in spite of my delay tactics. We took a bit of a detour in getting to the trail and had a nice chat with Lynn, an experienced and helpful British woman whom we had encountered several times over the past few days. She was hiking alone and had booked accommodations just six weeks ago, so she’d found herself in some interesting situations with uncleaned rooms and thin walls with loud snorers next door. But like most British people we’ve talked with this past week, she kept a cheery and optimistic attitude in spite of the latest obstacles. The four of us stayed together as we started our initially upward trek to Bowness. John and I were a bit ahead, trying to keep Chuck and Susy pretty much in eyesight, but at some point we realized they ...