A lady standing in the doorway lit her cigarette right as I was trying to exit the door. I coughed and choked and acted like I was dying as I walked through her smoke. Curt gave me the Stink Eye and thought I overdid it just a bit. We laughed and laughed for milesStopped for an hour in Blackpool which was all we could take. First of all, it was rainy and windy with huge waves.
Secondly, the town is a hell hole. It may be OK in the sunshine with loys of people, but the "amusements" and activities would still be pathetic. Curt had hoped to sketch the tower, but it was too friggin freezing
Ate fish and chips, though.
Arrived in Windermere, went for a short hike through the woods to the next village as our B&B hostess recommended. Curt went for another hike the next morning. Then we drove to a trail on our way out of town, and hiked up to a spectacular waterfall with a stone bridge. You know how Curt loves bridges. Curiously, there was also a log along the trail that had thousands of coins jammed in it. Does anyone know the story behind this?
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