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Poetry in motion: walking the new Wordsworth Way in the Lake District

Poetry in motion: walking the new Wordsworth Way in the Lake District

The Guardian09-04-2025

'Come forth into the light of things,' implored William Wordsworth in his 1798 poem The Tables Turned, extolling the virtues of a good old-fashioned walk in nature. Treading through his homeland of the Lake District more than two centuries later, on a radiant early spring day, sunbeams casting through the bare branches to anoint the daffodils, it's a compelling edict.
As a founding father of England's Romantic poetry movement, Wordsworth's legacy is synonymous with the rolling, rugged landscapes of the Lakes. He and his contemporaries Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey were collectively known as the 'Lake Poets', and to gaze on the region's deep, still waters and scrabble across its fells is to understand the source of his artistic inspiration, centuries on.
That, at least, is the aim of a new walking route dedicated to the literary giant's life and work. The Wordsworth Way – which was unveiled on 7 April to celebrate the poet's 255th birthday – threads strands of pre-existing footpaths together to form a signposted 14-mile trail stretching from the shores of Ullswater to the tourist town of Ambleside. It's a region that Gordon Lightburn, Chair of Friends of the Ullswater Way, which delivered the project with partners including Wordsworth Grasmere and the University of Cumbria, refers to as 'the cradle of the Romantic literature movement'. The route contemplates the former poet laureate's 'plain living and high thinking' philosophy by connecting places linked to his verses and his personal history, as well as those of his friends and family.
'The idea is to get people experiencing the Lakes the way the Romantics did, by slowing down, noticing the details in the landscape, and reflecting on nature,' says Jade Cookson, a University of Cumbria alumnus who wrote a guidebook on the new route. 'It's about seeing the world through Wordsworth's eyes and understanding why this place meant so much to him.'
The Wordsworth Way can be enjoyed as a 14-mile point-to-point walk, or a more leisurely 21-mile route involving three other circular walks, with convenient public transport links at either end. The walk itself offers a mix of bracing fell walking around Grisedale Tarn, and civilised strolling through the village of Grasmere to provide a sweeping overview of the poet's life and influence, while paintings and pencil sketches featured in the guide bring to life the views as they would have looked in Wordsworth's day.
Kicking things off, walk one is an 8.3-mile yomp from Glenridding village up towards Grisedale Tarn and the craggy horizons of Helvellyn. Considering the poet's formative years, it takes in poignant sites such as the Brothers Parting Stone, a memorial immortalising a goodbye between Wordsworth, his sister Dorothy and his brother John, who would go on to die at sea. The indistinct-looking weather-beaten rock, which is signalled by a metal plaque, bears an inscription from Wordsworth's poem In Memory of My Brother, in which he probes his grief. Its exposed location high on the fells, surrounded by nothing but grass, rocks and rolling hills, hints at the loneliness the words depict.
Today I'm picking up the route at the start of walk two in Grasmere, where the adult Wordsworth and his brood lived for almost 15 years. A contemplative pause at the family graves, which lie in the churchyard of the historic St Oswald's, in the shade of a series of yew trees planted by the poet, offers a sense of his community-mindedness. I'm distracted, though, by the heady scent of Cumbrian rum butter drifting through the moss-covered headstones: the school house that Wordsworth's children attended is now home to the oldest gingerbread shop in the UK, Sarah Nelson's Grasmere Gingerbread. I stock up on the crumbly, chewy biscuits for my trek under the midday sun over the flat fields towards the commanding Sour Milk Ghyll waterfall, a favourite spot of William and Dorothy. I tackle the steep climb to a solitary lookout bench at Greenhead Gill, whose 'tumultuous brook' and 'upright path' is immortalised in Wordsworth's lyrical poem Michael. Pausing for breath at the bench at the edge of the slope, I'm surprised at how dramatic the drop is, but the peaceful valley seems mostly unchanged since the day he wrote: 'The mountains have all opened out themselves / And made a hidden valley of their own.'
Continuing on, I pick up walk three at Wordsworth's former home of Dove Cottage on the edge of the village, which has been preserved, along with its charming fellside garden, as an ode to his daily life with Dorothy alongside his growing family. It is well worth a pit stop, as is the adjacent museum offering detailed context of his creative life. From here, I take the path that rises gently to meet a historic and occasionally scrabbly coffin route offering serene views over a tranquil-looking Rydal Water, which ends at Rydal Mount, another house rented by Wordsworth.
This section of the route focuses on family, leading me to discover the hushed enclave of John's Grove, where William and Dorothy would remember their brother, and later to Dora's Field, a daffodil-covered patch of land that Wordsworth bought to remember his eldest daughter, whom he outlived. From there, I continue on to walk four, which examines the impact of his legacy by exploring the homes and lives of additional literary figures connected to Wordsworth and the Lakes. It weaves on easy footpaths to Ambleside, taking in houses formerly occupied by Thomas De Quincey and Harriet Martineau, and concludes at the site of the famous 'Wordsworth steps' at what used to be the residence of his relative Dorothy Harrison, and is now part of the University of Cumbria's Ambleside campus.
Dorothy Wordsworth often takes centre stage on this walk, her words appearing frequently in Jade Cookson's guidebook to bring anecdotes and places to life. As the reader approaches the Sour Milk Ghyll waterfall, for example, a passage from Dorothy's diary recalls 'the valley of its winter yellow, but the bed of the brook still in some places almost shaded with leaves'; while a stop at the Rectory, another Wordsworth residence en route, relates to excerpts from a tragic letter that Dorothy wrote to Thomas De Quincey to describe the death of William's young daughter Catherine, which occurred during the family's time at the house. 'Part of doing this is to try to give her a little bit more recognition as well; the recognition that she deserves,' says Lightburn. He asserts boldly: 'Her prose is far better than William's, and her poetry is just as good.' Cookson was also keen to highlight her role in the Wordsworth story: 'His huge body of work was a team effort,' she says. 'His sister, Dorothy, and wife, Mary, played a big role in shaping his work.'
It's hard not to wonder what Wordsworth, who was steadfastly opposed to tourism in the area, would have made of the Lake District today, with its luxury hotels and traffic constantly snaking between Windermere and Ambleside. 'He'd probably have mixed feelings,' says Cookson. 'He'd likely object to the crowds and infrastructure, but might appreciate efforts to conserve the landscape.' That said, as the Wordsworth Way proves, opportunities to turn off the beaten path and take a more meditative direction still abound.
For more information, see ullswaterheritage.org/wordsworth-way. The Wordsworth Way: A Literary Walking Guide Between Glenridding and Ambleside by Jade Cookson is available from Verey Books and Catstycam for £7.50.

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time01-05-2025

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Most people travelled by bus and train Discounting day-trippers on coach tours, a week or a fortnight's holiday was the convention in the Fifties and Sixties, according to Dr Christopher Donaldson, director of Lancashire University's Regional Heritage Centre. 'Typically, [visitors headed] to Bowness, Windermere, Ambleside and Keswick, places which had been established since the middle of the 19th century.' Accessibility by train was key; car ownership was relatively rare, certainly at the beginning of this period, and there were train stations at Windermere, Keswick, Coniston and Lakeside, Bassenthwaite Lake, Troutbeck and elsewhere. Today, a two- or three-night break is the most common length of stay at hotels and B&Bs (for longer breaks, holidaymakers typically opt for self-catering), and, of those mentioned above, the only station still welcoming regular passenger trains is Windermere (but the frequency of services has been greatly reduced). The rise of 'adventure marketing' The big attraction, then as now, is 'the power of the landscape', observes Donaldson, 'uplifting and romantic; a continued appeal from Wordsworth's day'. Strolling around lakefronts, taking boat trips (both Ullswater Steamers and Windermere Lake Cruises have been running for almost 200 years) and visiting beauty spots such as Tarn Hows and Aira Force waterfall is no different today – just busier, swisher (Ullswater Steamers offers gin-tasting cruises) and with a forest of phones capturing every nuance. Literary associations also drew in visitors then as they do now: Wordsworth's Dove Cottage opened in 1891, while Hill Top, Beatrix Potter's farmhouse home, attracted some 2,400 people over its short summer season when it opened in 1946. Today, it's a magnet for around 92,000 visitors a year. One of the big differences of today's attractions, Donaldson believes, is 'the rise of adventure marketing', including mountain-biking trails, stand-up paddleboarding and adrenaline-boosters such as Honister Slate Mine's via ferrata (an iron path soon to be joined by a kilometre-long zip wire that took 15 years to receive planning approval). 'We had to write off to get nailed boots for walking' Fell-walking was an attraction long before Wainwright's guides; Wordsworth's and Samuel Taylor Coleridge's lengthy walks, for example, fed their poetry. But Wainwright helped showcase fell-walks to the average visitor. 'We loved those books,' recalls Carol Donnelly, now in her 80s and living near Carlisle. 'There was so much extra information that we would have missed otherwise.' As a teenage member of the Ramblers Association in Barrow in the Fifties, Donnelly travelled by coach on day-walking trips kitted out in corduroy walking breeches ('so comfortable and sensible compared with today's semi-showerproof trousers'), a Herdwick wool sweater ('a bit of a devil to knit but so warm and almost waterproof'), plus an anorak and rucksack. While lower paths were busy, she says, 'the higher you went you'd not see so many people. I don't think there is a quiet time to go up Helvellyn now.' Around the same time, a teenage Hilary Moffat, now 91, went youth hostelling with friends from her home city of Liverpool, taking buses to get around to different fell-walks. In 1956 she joined the Fell & Rock Climbing Club (FRCC), the area's leading mountaineering club (founded in 1906). She wore nailed boots for walking ('we had to write off to a place in Scotland to get them') and plimsolls for climbing 'bought from Woolworths'. Dedicated outdoor shops barely existed in the Lake District; George Fisher, which opened in Keswick in 1957, was a novelty (today, it's an institution). Now, you can't walk five minutes in Keswick without being assaulted by another Gore-Tex emporium. Another FRCC member, Andrew Hall, a sharp 101-year-old, recalls travelling overnight by train from his London home to Seascale, on the Cumbrian coast, and walking with all his gear the 10 miles up Wasdale (still a favourite walkers' valley) to the FRCC hut at the head. 'It was a lot less crowded with cars. Virtually no cattle grids; the road was gated. Now it's a different world. [People are] probably ruining the very thing they want to go for.' From cold baths to infinity pools In the post-war decades, accommodation was mainly hotels, inns and a plethora of B&Bs. 'Everybody in the village did B&B in a spare room,' recalls Susan Dowie, whose parents bought The Royal Oak Hotel in Rosthwaite, Borrowdale, in 1970. The hotel's 12 rooms shared three bathrooms, although each room had its own basin with hot and cold water. This was an improvement from the Sixties, says Dowie, when 'jugs of hot water were put on the shelf at the top of the stairs each morning.' Self-catering properties – which, arguably, make up a good proportion of today's accommodation – were an unknown concept. 'Now, in Borrowdale, when a place is sold it becomes a holiday cottage,' Dowie says. Even smart hotels didn't offer en-suite rooms. In the Fifties and early Sixties, the 36 rooms at Low Wood Hotel – a former 18th-century coaching inn in a peerless position overlooking Lake Windermere – shared 10 bathrooms, although there were 'housemaids pantries' on each landing plus a billiard room, writing room and dance floor in the dining room. It wasn't until 1984 that all rooms (around 140 by then) had private bathrooms. Today, it offers considerable bells and whistles, from in-room roll-top baths and an exclusive wing (similar to flying first class) to a spa with outdoor infinity pools and Ibiza-style DJ evenings. Camping and caravanning were limited by car ownership, still a rarity in the Fifties, but had begun to grow by the end of the decade. Forward-thinking farmers, such as Jim Allen who farmed above Ullswater's eastern shores, spotted diversification opportunities. Jim, now 93, opened Park Foot Holiday Park in 1951, offering pitches in three fields and loos in a converted barn. 'There were no showers or electricity,' explains his daughter Barbara, who helps run the business now. 'People didn't expect a lot then, they were just glad to be out of the towns.' Today, the site bristles with modernity: electrical and water hook-ups, waste disposal, showers, Wi-Fi, a shop, bar and restaurant, pony-trekking, a zip-wire in the playground, plus private jetty. Its static caravans, swish with en-suite bedrooms, are the size of apartments. 'It was hard to get a decent meal in Ambleside – now it has Michelin-starred restaurants' Possibly the unlikeliest development (which no doubt would have bemused Wainwright) is the area's star-spangled culinary status. It now has 13 Michelin-star-rated restaurants to go with its gastropubs, smart country inns, funky bistros and cool cafés. With the notable exception of Sharrow Bay on Ullswater (opened in 1948), this is a largely 21st-century revolution – with deserved credit given to chef Simon Rogan and his flagship Cartmel restaurant, L'Enclume. Even in the Seventies, food was primarily designed to be fuelling and/or quick to prepare to meet the demands of day-trippers. David Morton, whose parents ran the Kirkstone Pass Inn at the top of the pass between Ullswater and Windermere, recalls chicken in a basket, cheese or ham sandwiches and Club biscuits for the coachloads. 'My dad would bribe coach drivers with cigarettes to get them to stop,' he remembers. 'And it was hard to get a decent meal in Ambleside,' he adds. Today, the town has three Michelin-starred restaurants, and David, now 61, works as a barista in the town's funky Copper Pot café, run by his daughter and son-in-law. Back at the Royal Oak Hotel, Dowie recalls no-choice meals with 'roasts every other night' and 'hefty puddings'. Its scones with rum butter and homemade jam 'were renowned', she says. Now (the venue changed hands in 2021), scones are still offered, but without the rum butter, and evening meals are rather more refined (think confit duck leg with dauphinoise potatoes and sea bream in lobster bisque). Local dishes are still on menus too, but often gussied up. The Crown Inn at Pooley Bridge, a popular pub at the northern tip of Ullswater, offers Cumberland sausages with spring-onion mash and caramelised onion gravy. The local Herdwick lamb comes with salsify, wild garlic and hen-of-the-woods at The Wild Boar Inn, near Crook. It's also rare to find a dessert menu without sticky toffee pudding (allegedly invented at Ullswater's Sharrow Bay Hotel in the Seventies). 'I hate to say it, but there are just too many people' Crowds, cars, parking, traffic jams, litter… the Lakes' current problems and irritations are not so different from those in Wainwright's early days. 'There is no doubt that Helvellyn is climbed more often than any other mountain in Lakeland,' the writer once noted, with 'thousands of pilgrims… attracted to its summit every year.' The 950m fell is still the area's most popular, and not always attempted wisely Though car ownership was rarer, the narrow roads still became congested – a situation made worse by cars carelessly parked on verges. Drastic solutions were proposed and shelved, including a dual carriageway from Kendal to Ambleside, and a Keswick by-pass that would have effectively separated the town from its lake, Derwentwater. Today, the traffic jams continue – most notoriously between Windermere and Ambleside, where it can be quicker to go by boat. Litter on felltops was already a concern in 1955, causing the National Park's volunteer wardens to place notices on the summits of Scafell Pike, Great Gable and Helvellyn asking people to take their rubbish home. Caravan parks – still a divisive issue – were not always welcomed either. Peter Hensman, president of Lake District Estates which owns holiday parks and attractions, recalls 'there were speeches in Parliament' when the business proposed Hill of Oaks caravan park on Windermere's shores in 1954. 'It would bring in lots of nasty tourists who didn't know how to behave, they said.' It went ahead and Windermere survived. Other issues are newer. Flexible holiday periods and the rise of the mini-break mean locals don't experience any off-season. 'People in Grasmere say September is their busiest month,' says Donnelly. 'I hate to say it, but there are just too many people.' Mike, a volunteer at the Armitt Museum and a keen walker, has to get up early if he wants to be on the fells before the crowds. Marion Thompson, who works at the National Park's Information Centre in Bowness, says queries used to be about getting around. 'Now they're about being entertained. For example, where to hire jet skis – which they can't, of course!' she snorts. 'Or they bring the whole family, grandparents to grandchildren, and want you to plan the holiday for them. Planning a holiday is supposed to be part of the fun.' I finish my trip using Wainwright's guide to climb the 841m St Sunday Crag overlooking Ullswater. I meet very few people (the contrary weather, from sunshine to snow, may have contributed), which Wainwright would certainly have approved of. When asked in a television interview what the ideal number of people on the hills is, he paused, smiled and answered succinctly: 'One'. Helen Pickles was a guest of Low Wood Bay and The Crown Inn. The Alfred Wainwright exhibition at The Armitt, Ambleside continues until December 20, 2025; see

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