"In the end, it's not the years in your life that count, it's the life in your years." - Abraham Lincoln

Posted on May 24, 2018 by Sioux under General
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Heading to pastures new for my next assignment in an area I had long wanted to visit – The Lakes District, England’s largest National Park & also a World Heritage site, known for its mountainous beauty. I couldn’t wait! I had a few changes at some lovely stations along the way; and was treated to some stunning scenery enroute! 

One of the stations I had to change at was Preston. Built in 1880 it became a vital stopping point throughout the war years of 1914-1919. The station was no doubt, host to many differing emotions during that time. Sad & teary farewells being made with servicemen from the area departing, and elation as the weary souls were welcomed back. The residents of Preston ensured they were made welcome, even if they were just passing through. Plaques and signage in the station waiting room remind travelers of all that was done during turbulent times, to ensure every little comfort possible was offered to those keeping the country safe.

The history of Penrith goes as far back as                                                                                                                             the year 920, when the Roman fort of Voreda occupied the site now known as Old Penrith, five miles north of the                                                                                                                         current town. Penrith Castle, built at the end of the 14th century and initially used for protection against Scottish                                                                                                                            raids, was later transformed into a luxurious residence by Richard, Duke of Gloucester, who became Richard III.                                                                                                                         Only the walls still remain, and the ruins are in an area which has been transformed into a public park.

 

The railway station in Penrith was built in 1846 and although now relatively quiet, it was at one stage the main terminus for a number of destinations. A quaint little station with welcoming displays on the platforms. 

 

Up to late 2006 the station was unique in that although it was a manned main line station, there were no electronic boards or TV screens showing departures and arrivals; only a handwritten notice board in the waiting room/ticket office, which was updated as each train made its appearance and then went on its way. Penrith was also the last station in the UK where mail was collected by a train, with that service ending late in 1971. 

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I arranged a one night stop-over in Penrith, and stayed at the Station Hotel, a lovely 120 year old coach inn, right next to the Penrith Castle ruins!     

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High above the town on top

of Beacon Hill, is Penrith

Beacon, a monument built

in 1719, on a spot where

beacons have been lit in times of war and emergency since the time of Henry VIII. Image courtesy of an advertising poster.

As I was only there for the night, I didn’t have much time to explore the area, and it was bitterly cold out, so photos of the castle done, I headed to the cosy pub in the hotel and a warm meal. I had to be up early for my bus the next morning. 

Reminders of home are everywhere here!

 

One response to “I owe, I owe, its off to a new area I go #1 – enroute to The Lakes!”

  1. Cheryl Wilkinson says:

    Wow S, you capture it all so well! Thanks for sharing with us i love everything you share!

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