We had a good night's sleep and topped it off with a full breakfast, which was more than enough to see us through the day.

During the night I managed to get my mobile phone working on the internet and connected Lynette's phone to the network but could not get her internet working. Somewhere in the configuration of the Samsung Galaxy SII is an APN setting, which I haven't found. I know what to change it to, but it's not urgent as I have plenty of capacity on my data plan.

I'll probably still have plenty of my data plan left when we leave here too, if the current network performance continues. I'm using a third party called Lebera, which connects to networks and sells bandwidth. I'm sitting on a Vodafone network right now and can't receive more than 20kbps per second. I may as well as be on an old dialup modem from 1984. Here's hoping that things improve as we move closer to civilization.

The weather today could be classified as seasonal. We had every season except snow and temperatures ranged from about 10 to 18C when the sun popped out. The ground is lush with growth but is very muddy under foot.

We were just Tiki touring to fill in the day. We went from Bowness-on-Windemere (translated as the village of Bowness on the edge of Lake Windemere), through Windemere up to Ambleside. All towns are challenged by the traffic and in the height of the tourist season, which is next month, getting through them would be a real challenge. We continued north to the town of Keswick. The road was in reasonable condition and the traffic not bad, but you need a bit of courage to move left, next to the stone wall, when confronted with a truck, or bus, coming at you with a wheel well on your side of the white line. The road is classified as 4 metres wide, more or less, which means you may have two metres of space, before the truck or bus wheel arrived. (In a country that has MPH etc, it's interesting to see the road widths are measured in metres.)

At Keswick, we stumbled onto a market and had a wander around. We bought some very nice almonds that were cooked in a caramelised toffee. The cheese and onion pasty wasn't that exciting. Maybe a different cheese would have improved it.

We then turned South and went down the western side of Windemere, finally ending up in Ulverston, where the Thursday market was being pulled down. We turned around and headed back to Bowness. We passed a farm that is run in the fashion of a hundred years ago, but with all the moisture around, we thought it would be a slush heap so decided to pass on it. We will see Shire horses later as we have booked into to stay on a working farm that uses them, later on.

Back at Windemere, we wandered down to the lake and looked at the ferry boats that ply the lake and talked to the animals. There are Canadian geese there and beautiful, large, Mute Swans. I can remember that Dad had an experience where he was looking in a swan's nest and one chased him. Here you may get chased by the swans, but only for food. All the swans have leg bands and are very tame, motivated by food, of course.

Dinner was a great fish and chips in a takeaway bar, just for a change.

The Brits, as a race, must have extra large bladders because you rarely see a toilet advertised, and when it is advertised, there's always a hand out for a coin or three. You have to track down the free toilets in service stations, coffee shops etc. We've bought lots more snow freeze ice creams here, just to gain access to a toilet. At least we got something in return.

The other thing about the area is the continual gouging the motorist for parking. We spent about UK Pounds 12 today in parking fees, just to have somewhere to stop and wander through a town where we might have made a purchase. Here you spend pounds like dollars and you usually get less for your pound than a dollar, but there's nothing you can do about it, so you learn to ignore it. We can escape later!

Made contact with my cousin Dave, and we will try to fit in a visit.

I tried the HF radio with the antenna inside the room, but a combination of propagation conditions and my antenna, made it hopeless.

The lakes are that wide or large.

We are used to white sheep with black faces, but these are reversed.  Grey one on the right must be a cross breed.

This was some form of sailing school, held on a small lake.

One of the hungry swans.

The ferry boat is steam powered and long and slender.  This one is filled with Asian tourists.

Even the seagulls are a bit different.

Here's a little steam powered pinnace. about 14 ft long.