This 3-day weekend break based at Glaramara in Borrowdale was dominated by weather - and lots of it!

Today, for our first walking day, sunny spells and heavy showers had been forecast. However, the rain didn't actually start until after we'd finished our walk.

Careful route planning was need by Yvonne to avoid flooded paths (heavy rain in the previous days meant there was a lot of water lying in the fields and Derwentwater was bigger than usual...)

We took the top path through the woods above the Glaramara with the first green growth of spring just beginning to show and the sound on woodpeckers at work.

We walked down through Rosthwaite village and admiring the new lambs with their orange jackets on.

Then it was up over Puddingstone Bank to Watendlath for our first lunch or tea in the National Trust cafe.

After walking down beside Watendlath Beck we took the path to the Lodore Falls - which were impressive with so much water in the beck.

At Grange we had a second lunch (and more tea for some) then we walked back via the riverside path to Glaramara - seeing a pair of goosanders on the way.

That evening after dinner we were invited to join in the Bolton CHA rambling group's country dancing - however, most of us were comfortably ensconced in the bar by that point...

A deep low-pressure system sitting over northern England meant some wild cold front weather.

We walked down the valley to Seathwaite, truly the place with the highest recorded rainfall in England, and took a break at Stockley Bridge.

Both waterfalls en route were spectacular.

We splashed our way up to Styhead and huddled behind the rescue point for lunch.

There were streams pouring down off Scafell Pike, which aren't there normally.

After a quick detour to look down into Wasdale, we turned back to return to the warm and dry of the centre.

There was time to wander down to Rosthwaite for afternoon tea at the Royal Oak and/or a pint at the Scafell Hotel.

Then we had a quiet dinner - with Glaramara to ourselves!

Today we walked up behind the centre onto the High Spy / Maiden Moor Ridge for some fab views.

The weather was sunny but cold - our best day so far.

The steep climb up through the old quarry workings kept us warm.

The strong wind on top meant we didn't linger, though we did have time to savour the sight of all the big Lake District fells, some, like Helvellyn, with a sprinkling of new snow on top.

Then it was back to the old quarries, nicknamed Mordor, for a comfortable lunch in the sun.

A 2.30pm return allowed us time for catching trains, heading off down the motorway, or lingering over coffee before saying finally saying our goodbyes.