On our final morning of the Derbyshire weekend we awoke to
a blanket of snow.
The grey skies of last evening turned to snow overnight and
our position on the top of the moors was always vulnerable to
a drop of the white stuff this weekend.

The view down into the yard from a Hayloft bedroom.

The cars had a good covering of snow, but fortunately the temperatures
had been mild and the snow was soft and damp.

Mark surveys the morning before we make plans to clear the
room and pack the leave.
We have to be out by 9.30 so it's a quick coffee and pack the
cars today.

But we're still able to find a little time for a snowball fight
for the kids . . . the youngsters here and the big kids over
by the cars.

Chance for them to enjoy a very different morning.
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There were requests for more photos . . .
so gradually people gathered in the yard so as to
oblige.
It looks like Alexander has just had to
brush a snowball off his sleeve.
Good shot from someone out-of camera.
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Eventually we did manage to gather everyone
together, to repeat the group photo we had taken yesterday in
the bright sunshine.
It looks like Gareth's photo will close the
visit.
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However all was not quite over, as management
had organised an early breakfast / brunch meal in the Chatsworth
Kitchens in Rowlsey, just down the valley from Bakewell.
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One last
chance for conversations and photos . . . |
. . . and for me to
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After a whole weekend together
Emily was quite happy to sit on my lap
and enjoy a full English Breakfast,
well part of it at least.
Finally time to say goodbye to everyone
with Cathy and Mark driving south to Suffolk,
Paula and Jenna east to Sheffield and Tickhill,
Gareth and Rhian drove west towards South Wales
and ourselves north,
for an extra night in Harewood before returning to
Cumbria.
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Our return to Loweswater was blessed with fine
weather,
and after a confirmation phone call to the pub,
we diverted through the Yorkshire Dales to Tan Hill.

Britain's
highest pub was clear of snow and was serving lunch to visitors.
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The signboard
as we entered the pub. |
a display of merchandise
in the welcoming porch. |

The pub is dog friendly . . . especially to
friendly dogs.

The pub is full of history in every room and
at every turn, after about 2000 years serving the public in
this remote spot on the top of England.

It has survived by being on the old cattle Drovers
Road over the moors and by having it's own coal mine to provide
heat for the building and to keep the guests warm.
Nowadays it is on the Coast to Coast. and Pennine
Trail paths so the Inn attracts walkers, with the good moorland
roads also encouraging day visitors like us.

In case of emergencies it has its own caterpillar
tractor should it be necessary to travel to replenish food or
beer in case no-one wants to leave !
We could do today and it was about an hour and
a half driving to get us back to Cumbria after a great birthday
weekend.
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To sum it all up . . .
Andy has posted a YouTube video of this selection
of everyone's photos.
Click
here for a relaxing 7 minute video of the
weekend.
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