Hallin Fell, Ullswater

With the threat of an imminent lockdown across the whole of Wales, we made the last-minute decision to head north while we still could and having hurridly thrown some kit and clothes into the back of the van, by mid-afternoon, found ourselves hiking around the shores to Ullswater in the northern Lake District.

The plan had been to go for a paddleboard exploration of the lake, but the wind was putting some waves on the lake and putting us off the idea. Instead, we got out our walking boots and set off along the Ullswater Way.

The threat of drizzle was in the air, but not before we'd found the perfectly placed bench for a hot drink and chocolate brownie, high above the water.

The trail took us into the shelter of a wooded area as a shower passed us by.

We had made a semi plan to hike up to the summit of Hallin Fell as well as making a circumnavigation, but some very tall, wet bracken and low cloud changed our minds and we settled for the low traverse instead.

We did get some views across into neighbouring 'Martindale' though.

On the walk back down to the van, we saw the road that we'd opted not to drive up. It was like a miniature alpine pass, with lots of switchbacks that a huge hare was running down.

It was almost dark by the time we had got back and driven to the nearby village of Sock Bridge, where we found a handily parked food truck. Well fed, our next stop was Carlisle, where we picked up a rapidly placed shopping order, before continuing north and across the border where we eventually stopped and slept just south of the next lockdown restriction zone.