Best of the Bluebells
There are a lot, many, mucho….
bluebells on this blog!
In May it is impossible to no go and wander through the woodlands of south Cumbria and watch.
It’s been a family tradition for as long as I can remember.
My mother and her family lived in the area for many years and we went as children, I’m sure often dragged, to see the bluebells. Their iridescent blue carpet graces much of south Cumbria on the fringes of the Lake District National Park for a few brief weeks each year.
Always a bit of a gamble as to when. Dependent on the weather they could be late April through to mid May. This year I thought I may have missed them, having been in Madrid, but thankfully the ‘Beast from the East’ had held them back. So I was able to carry on what has now become my tradition.
Firstly taking my father of 92 years, who has very restricted vision, to ‘experience’ them by taking only a few steps off the road and enjoying their hyacinth breath. Then with my friend, Anne, who like me now has this endless joy and fascination for this local phenomena.
Just a little reluctant to expose it, but the route below is, we think, gives the best views. Undulating and winding through woodlands and lowland fields. The trees not completed closed over the undergrowth allowing dappled spotlights to filter through.
Bordered by white wild garlic and spotted by the odd pink Campion or yellow poppy, summer is truly on its way.
Dear Alvina,
Beautiful, just beautiful, photos of my favourite flower.
Other bluebell woods can be found near Near Sawrey and in The Duddon. For the latter, take the path across the road from The Newfield Inn in Seathwaite between buildings and follow your nose towards High Wallowbarrow. When the path turns right into the woods, on the right is a carpet of bluebells: don’t forget to look over the wall on the left of the path, where a blue mist of bluebells hover over the emerging bracken. Then, across the bridge, there is a beautiful walk along the river north(ish).
Thank you