Peak District.

     Over the last few weeks, the weather in England is just amazing.
I drove once to work and thought about the last time it was raining (so when the wipers were last used).
Sun, sun, heat, heat and sun again.
So you have to use it.
I am not a big admirer of lying on the beach and spreading creams so that the sun will not burn me.
Even if the heat is pouring from the sky, I prefer to pack my backpack and move somewhere in the woods.
It's good that they have a park in England called the Peak District.

                                           Such views can also be seen.
This is the National Park stretching between Sheffield and Manchester, Huddersfield and Derby (I stretched a bit, but these are bigger cities on the map).
And here we have the freedom to choose maps and areas.
What do you like!
Higher mountains, hills, lowlands and silent rivulets, meadows, fields and pastures.

                    I am not joking, sometimes you go through the middle of such a pasture.
You can choose between bike paths, hiking climbers, lazy walks in the woods or lounging by the rivers and enjoying the views.
You choose what you like?!

We've already been with my boyfriend a few times on shorter trips, and once we only managed to get out for 30 minutes, because it was bringing in clouds and we were soaked to the dry thread.
We left with Youlgrave.
A bit of a grove and a murmuring rivulet, hills and a few pastures with cows.
All the grass burned from the great sun, but luckily we had a rivulet for quite a bit of the road, where you could dip your feet, rest, eat a little bit.
And let`s go!
Along the way, we met a lot of people who went out for a walk, and also groups of young people wandering around with camping equipment.
We came to the end of the rill and here the real stairs started (real stairs like at home, but of different sizes).
Unfortunately, but my camera in my cell refused to obey and I do not have a picture to prove to you, but take my word for it that after climbing, we went to the clearing and we could not move our legs.
But everything good ends sometime and you have to get up and move further through the pastures to our town.

If you like walks I invite you to Peak District.