Thursday 8 February
We decided to venture up to Workington, Cumbria for a short visit. Turns out, IT’S BLOODY MILES AWAY! From Brighton it was a 7 hour train journey, with a change in London and just over an hour to wait in Carlisle. The Euston to Carlisle journey takes you North, with the Lake District on your left and the Yorkshire Dales on your right. It was a truly beautiful stretch of the journey, with snow capped peaks and majestic scenery wherever you looked!
Carlisle is a fairly pretty town. We didn’t have time to properly explore (there’s a castle and a few interesting museums, as well as Hadrian’s Wall) but we had a nice stroll through the cathedral grounds which were very impressive.
The oldest (non heritage) train in the world finally arrived to take us to Workington. It had old slam-doors and crept in to the station at a snail’s pace. We were genuinely worried.
We arrived at Workington and first impressions, after such a long journey, in the grey, mizzly, almost-dusk… Well, let’s just say we weren’t immediately bowled over by its beauty!
We found our digs, the sweet but classy Workington House. After resting and freshening up, we headed off for dinner and nightlife – a pub quiz at The Bounty.
A friendly atmosphere, well priced grub and drinks, a decent quiz – thumbs up from us! We (sadly) came in second, behind a team of 6 though, so no great shame.
The following day we said our goodbyes to Tom and Mary at Workington House and went to explore the town. Interestingly, the nearest big town is Cockermouth…
The Helena Thompson Museum was a great find. Our guide Steven was really knowledgeable and had so many stories and facts. The collection itself was also really interesting – Victorian, mining, shipping, birds, farming, local history – all sorts!
A quick stop off for a cuppa (and lemon meringue pie) and we were off to get the train again.
Au revoir Workington…