Wasdale Head - Easter 2018
Wednesday 04 April
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The day had come when the remaining five of us took our leave. The weather had been doable, but we left during another Lakeland deluge. This was refreshing weather, but also a signal that for us that an interesting week - indeed an interesting and active CLOG away break - had come to an end. Our respective journeys to the deep south awaited.
It was time to collect our luggage and have a last look around. For one last time, we took in the landscape, the hotel entrance with its "carved court cupboard", the lounge, Ritson's Bar and the chimney outside those of our apartments which faced Kirk Fell.
Dave was heading for Lincoln to see his daughter, but kindly gave Tina and me a lift to Seascale Station. Tina was catching the train to Lancaster and I was going via Carlisle, so we waved to each other from opposite platforms on Seascale Station.
On the way to Seascale we encounter a "Rush Hour in Ireland" situation. The sheep seemed to just keep coming, but actually we weren't delayed that much. We made sure we had plenty of time in hand.
The journey to Carlisle was along the interesting Cumbrian Coast. On clear days it is apparently possible to see the Isle of Man. Travel was in what appeared to be two rather vintage 4-wheel "Pacer" units, coupled back-to-back. These two Pacer units were characterized by peeling paint, water dripping through the top of the connecting corridor and a notice saying "Did you enjoy travelling in carriage No. xxxxxxxx? Please text or send us your comments."
The train south from Carlisle was a very crowded Pendolino® hailing from Glasgow. Announcement and information at Carlisle, concerning the "make up" of the train, were virtually non-existent. In coach 'C', I actually managed to get a window seat (without an annoying window separator as well) and managed to keep my luggage "sort of" under observation. The public request, "Please watch your luggage at all times" has not been adequately woven into the design of Pendolinos®. People getting on at subsequent stops will have found the train even more crowded than I did! This was the glory of travelling with Virgin® trains.
Anyway, in just over three hours I would be in Euston, with my memories of what had actually been a good Easter Break, despite the interesting weather and the homeward travel experiences.