Striding Out

We caught the bus to Pooley Bridge. It was a wet and windy walk along the lake, but L soldiered on and the rain stopped as we turned back.  The campsite is full, lots of big vans with everyone looking a bit damp this morning.  

Back at the village, we got some shopping and a sandwich (eaten in this bus shelter), then popped to the very nice Verey books before getting the bus home.

Extra:  driving sheep dogs