After sandwiches at a local inn, we walked to the Roman bath, which was, appropriately, flooded with several inches of water. This was the western terminus of Hadrian's Wall.
It appeared that English Heritage (Trust) was installing pavers. Perhaps we'll be able to walk through this small ruin next time. It's out in the open, next to a cart track.
Rosi and her giraffe wellies.
On the way home, we stopped at a beach on the Irish Sea, near the town of Bootle. The sand looked like it went out a long, long way (at low tide).
We found interesting objects.
Looks like Santa ate too many biscuits and knocked this chimney off its house.
The road back to Ulverston is long, winding, and narrow. Switchbacks. Inclines up to 17%. And this is a main road! Not for the faint of heart. Hal was quite the intrepid driver.
The hills, clouds, views were amazing.