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Travel : Lancaster, UK


This past half term holiday, We ( My Hubby, Sons & Myself) travelled to Lancaster. We have spent most of our Holidays down south. So Devon, Cornwall & Dorset. We've done Somerset & parts of Wales too. Anyway, We decided to start exploring the North. We did the Yorkshire Moors a few years ago and I did love how the landscape & architecture defers from down here.



I've been reading a lot of Milly Johnson books too. They are typically set in Yorkshire so I've been eager to get up there.

Our caravan was in the seaside town of Morecambe. The caravan park did shock us a little with how populated it was. There were A LOT of caravans. We aren't used to resorts like that, there was less greenery that we liked in the park. However, thankfully we don't tend to spend ages on the resort itself. We like to go out and explore the area. We walked into the town centre and saw how rundown bits of it was (like most high streets in the UK currently) , We then stopped at Regent's Park which was so lovely. It still had a Victorian building which was used as a cafe / Bowls Clubhouse. My boys absolutely loved it.

We then continued to the beach. The tide was out for miles!

Morecambe Beach

We went to a funfair, Arcade & had a Fish & Chips Lunch. We also stopped at the Eric Morecambe Bronze statue. You know, of Morecambe & Wise fame. " Bring me Sunshine" . Yes that one!



The next day was our last full day in Lancashire, So we went to the Ingleton Waterfalls Trail. We did not realise it was that Steep or Long for that matter. After paying our £20, and receiving a leaflet about it. That was when we realised what we had committed to. I won't lie, I was absolutely terrified. I had visions of me being stuck in the middle of the trail not able to walk further or return to the car park. However, if you know me in real life, you know I possess heaps of bloodymindedness. That's what I relied on as well as lots of stops. It was so beautiful.

Money Tree, Ingleton Waterfall Trail, UK 

We did it! If you want to see more photos I took, Check out my Instagram.  I was so proud of everyone. My littlest LJ, who is only 4.5 and has little legs, E my biggest who finds things like this quite tough , My hubby who had a very hurty knee and of course myself who finds walking and standing quite trying. My little family encouraged each other, We had chats, laughs and stopped when we needed to. 7.2k later we were back at the car. I can't tell you how triumphant I felt. I knew I'd pay for it later but that wouldn't squelch my joy. 
















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