Rydal Cave

Son R came to rest for a few hours in Cumbria on his way back to Edinburgh after a triathlon in Nottingham yesterday. ( Not the most direct route but one that includes two free meals).  I took R and nephew Dan, who arrived last week, on a gentle amble to the cave and then for a swim in Rydal Water. I persuaded R that a swim without his wetsuit on was just what his aching muscles needed.  Surprisingly, Dan was not tempted and thought we were mad.