Day Twelve - Preston to Windermere

At last we are out of the conurbations and we really feel that we are in “The North”.  We tried the A6 out of Preston for about five minutes before diving onto minor roads up to Garstang, and then onto Glasson Dock.  It was dead flat and the weather was fine. Better make the  most of it as the forecast for tomorrow is appalling.  Just before we reached Glasson we spotted a hare in the field.  A minute or two later, to our delight, another hare appeared and the hares started boxing. 

Glasson is an interesting little place, the gateway to the sea and linked to the Lancaster Canal.  We stopped for fish chips and mushy peas.
The cycle path along the Lune to Lancaster was an excellent choice, and when we reached the town we only had a mile or two on the A6 before joining the canal path to Carnforth.  This was excellent under the wheels and a very enjoyable afternoon it was looking at the ducklings and the boats along the way.

Eventually however the towpath turned to grass and after a while bumping along we gave in and got back on the A6 to Levens. We were heading into the Lake District now and I realised that it was very hilly. Very hilly indeed.  And no campsites.  By the time we pedalled up the hill to Windermere proper I was exhausted. 





Stats:
Miles 61
Pints of beer: 2

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