Heading back down... hope this is easier

Having had our fill and having managed to stay away from one of this worlds less pleasant viruses, we headed off back down the mountain. The fact that the temperature had probably fallen several degrees and the sun had gone in, just helped hasten the effort. Heading down was just as awesome as going up - just a lot less sweaty! We encountered all kinds of trails on our way and all kinds of people. Taylor kept saying Keswick was like a ski town, but without slopes, it was definitely a hiking town. The trails were busy, but not overcrowded and you could see people on trails all across the valley and the ranges. It was very cool. After another hour and half, we were back down, having just escaped the rain - which started to fall as we entered back into town. We stopped to get a well deserved vanilla ice cream scoop, where, Taylor had to be informed several times by the guy - “anything that isn’t the homemade vanilla, is a bad decision!”. She really wanted to order from the commercial, prepackaged side of the ice cream truck, the guy really wanted to sell his home made vanilla. I can tell you, he was right, the home made vanilla was really really good, and yes, Tay didn’t eventually relent and ordered the vanilla, getting two scoops to our one just to rub it in! After a quick coffee and a potty break, we were on the road again. Headed to Scotland or so the family thought, I was hoping we could make one more stop, another castle on the border with Scotland that I thought would be neat.Read more