One thing Broughton has is a FABULOUS bakery (note: closed on Sundays and Mondays). It's just a few doors down from the post office and if you can step in and resist buying any of the sumptuous baked goods - sweet and savoury - then I applaud your willpower but you are missing a treat. I bought the best Cornish pasty I've ever tasted this side of Cornwall, a scrumptious almond raspberry slice, AND a Ginger Treacle Cake to take home.
But on to the walk. Barely out of the town, you pass Broughton Tower, parts of which were constructed in the 14th century.
As beautiful as the manor is, the vista of what we're talking towards is even better. Our furthest point in this circular walk will be the top of Stickle Pike among those hills on the left.
We hardly encountered a soul on the walk, but there were lots and lots of curious sheep to keep us company.
Big and little.
Getting closer to Stickle Pike now.
And as you skirt the hill, you get some great glimpses of the fells beyond.
As far as Lake District ascents go, this was comparably easy. The tufty grass underfoot is very reassuring and there were lots of paths up to the summit. Even though the wind was blowing something fierce as we climbed up, I never felt in danger of being blown over or falling on hard rock.
Here's the view east from the summit.
A very good place to have lunch. . .
. . . before heading down the other side back to Broughton-in-Furness after one more glance back. The whole circuit was approximately ten miles but after battling strong winds for most of the walk, both of us were completely knackered by the end of it. A good-feel-alive-knackering which is the best kind of course.