(PS The names have changed from top gear to account for the fact I was getting confused!)
Beautiful Kendal
After their brief stop on the motorway, the intrepid adventurers headed for Kendal, home of the fabled mint cake. However, the road was long with many a delay. But eventually they arrived in Kendal, where they were to search for the Castle Inn, a pub nearby. Captain Quantum had the wrong post code, so it was up to their galactic sense of direction to find it.
I spy with my little eye...
They headed towards the castle, spied on a hill top, and crossed the river and climbed the hill. The castle was a shadow of its former self, but still a splendid set of ruins in the middle of Kendal. There was no clear sign of a pub, so Captain Quantum and Falcon set of to find it. After much of a search they eventually found the road that the pub was on. Or was meant to. As they walked down castle road they found castle drive, castle park, castle walk, castle range and castle grove. But no castle inn.
Disheartened by this epic fail of a trek, they set off back to the town, and soon found Ye-Olde Greggs to liven their spirits for a late lunch. And then they had to presss on to the Dandy Dimmond, where they were welcomed (despite pitching in the wrong pitch) and quickly pitched their tent. They wanted their visit to Carlisle to be a bit more successful.
And thankfully, it was. They headed to the town centre, where they were headed to the ‘Kings Head’, a pub located near the picturesque cathedral. We were greeted by a warm, welcoming traditional pub with a lively atmosphere and a lovely bitter, which they couldn’t remember the name of, which was most refreshing after a long hard day. Not feeling like spending too much money however, they then headed to a weatherspoons for cheaper food, and then back to the campsite for an evening to relax.
What adventures would their next day hold? Only time could tell.
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