Poole's Cavern and Buxton

Some stalagmites

Completely different day today with regards to weather; misty, cloudy and some rain. The previous night we found it got really cold while sleeping so we decided to have the heating on last night but at some point in the early morning I had to turned it off because it got too warm to sleep. Outside, Herman must of been glowing white hot.

Because of the pending wet weather we decided to take a short walk to the Poole's Cavern. It had it's fair share of stalactites and a stalagmites and whole load of history which involved the Victorians being their usual brutish selves by blowing up natural columns and generally damaging the place.

Zoe enjoying an ale or three

Afterwards we decided to walk in to Buxton and get a bite to eat at a pub but along the way we saw signs for the Peak District Annual Festive with included a beer festival. We arrived there and also discovered a tent selling hog roast baps. Result. After a few real ales and a pig buttie we headed back to the campsite and Herman in glorious sunshine. The weather folks had got it wrong again. We chose to walk back a different way since the signs posts were heading our way but they took us a very long way round and the small map of the area was pretty useless too.