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The Lake District. Things to do off the beaten track?

Has anyone been to the 'secret cave' in the Lakes then? (Less fucking secret since Trail put it in their magazine. :mad:)
 
i don't think i've ever pissed myself in the ODG...

i too love that pub, as well as how lovely it is, the views, the excellent doorstep sandwiches, the memories nights spent eeking out a pint of beer on climbing club trips, my now wife and i - following our respective messy seperations/divorces/widowing - sat outside on a July weekend and decided to make a go of it.

we'd known each other since we'd been students, had had a fling at uni, then went off in different directions, made disasterous marriage choices, and were both getting divorced. we'd met again at a wedding of a uni friend, hit it off, arranged to spend the weekend at an old haunt, and there we were. two kids, many dogs, chickens, geese, a goat (a fucking goat!) later, we probably ought to go back.
 
i don't think i've ever pissed myself in the ODG...

i too love that pub, as well as how lovely it is, the views, the excellent doorstep sandwiches, the memories nights spent eeking out a pint of beer on climbing club trips, my now wife and i - following our respective messy seperations/divorces/widowing - sat outside on a July weekend and decided to make a go of it.

we'd known each other since we'd been students, had had a fling at uni, then went off in different directions, made disasterous marriage choices, and were both getting divorced. we'd met again at a wedding of a uni friend, hit it off, arranged to spend the weekend at an old haunt, and there we were. two kids, many dogs, chickens, geese, a goat (a fucking goat!) later, we probably ought to go back.

Awww.

I’ve probably soaked that very same bench with my sweaty post-hike arse.

In fact if you tell me which bench, I’ll make a point of it next time I’m up if you like!
 

can't do a linky, coz i can't find the article online, but it was about a year ago - i had visited a bothy in wales and was intending to stay overnight. sadly i got a work text, had to leg it but i'd already built up a nice fire and having been possessed by some literary bothy spirit, adapted some text from Tolkien about the empty lands between Bree and Rivendell to fit the great green desert and put it in the bothy book.

anyway, along comes our intrepid Trail contributors to write about these secret gems with nothing more than countless websites and OS maps to guide you to them, and after a walk in the dark they find the abandoned bothy with a fire burning low in the grate and some verse/dogrel about the empty lands, derelict farmsteads and long forgotten ghosts to comfort the lonely traveller.

and low and behold, i'm creepy. cunts.
 
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