Chasing Daylight in July has been all about being outside with friends and family.
Some of the those days have been drop dead gorgeous.
But most of them have seen at least a few hours of rain.
However, the weather has not stopped us from making the most of our kids’ short summer holidays.
As soon as school was out, we headed straight for this darling cottage in the Lake District.
I’ve loved the Lake District something fierce ever since we first visited two years ago, and after walking Wainwright’s Coast to Coast last year, I feel like I’ve left a little part of my heart somewhere on the fells.
So when some dear friends of ours asked us if we wanted to share a house this summer in the Lake District, we jumped at the opportunity to wander this wonderland again.
We made lots of new discoveries along the way, as well as rediscovering a few happy truths.
We remembered that you’re never too old to play Pooh Sticks.
Or to climb trees.
And that you don’t have to wait for the sun to spend a day out on the lake.
Paddles still work in the rain.
And kids will swim no matter what the temperatures are.
We discovered that our kids are so much more eager to go for long hikes when they have friends along.
Especially when gorgeous cream teas are waiting around every corner in the village.
We remembered that no matter how much food you make, six children will manage to eat it all.
We spent our days walking around lakes and up hills in search of views like these.
We had our best weather on our last day, so we saved our big climb for this day: Scafell Pike. At 978 meters (3209 feet), it is the highest mountain in England. Its first ascender was Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
I was a little sad that it was our last day in the Lakes, so I took loads of photos of this walk.
The kids were ahead of us all day, amazing me with their sure steps and quick climbing.
We reached the top sometime in the afternoon, well after lunch, but Taido had saved cookies and treats, so we had a little celebration while taking in the the world around us.
They reached the bottom well before me.
Taido drove them on back so they could be first in the showers and ready for dinner.
I made everyone stop for one last family photo as we walked down the lane to the pub for our last night.
We were all laughs and giggles as we ended our dreamy week in The Lakes.
And the next morning as we drove away from our darling cottage and sweet friends, I might have shed a tear or two.
But the next adventure was just around the corner.
PS. I shared a bajillion photos here but if you’re keen to see more, of course there’s a Google Story.