At the end of February, John took a week off to coincide with our bathroom refurb. We hadn't planned much and were imagining a quiet week at home (okay maybe not literally, given the decibel levels of power tools). The bathroom refurb was postponed to this week (very exciting seeing it all come together) and so I did something very out of character. I typed "hotels with pools in the Lake District" into Google, clicked on one of the first links that appeared, scanned through the gallery of photos, checked availability for the Thursday night and then... booked it!
Now, I am not normally such an impulsive person... at least not when it comes to holidays anyway. For scented candles or yet another pretty notebook, perhaps, but not holidays. But there I was tapping in my card details when another overwhelming urge took over me and... I booked for the Friday too!
Luckily John was pleased and not remotely judgemental of my current inability to save... (there was not the slightest raise of even one eyebrow)... in two days time we would be gazing out onto lake Windermere from the hot tub! Eek!
After packing our car up with EVERYTHING (the amount of things we need to take with us since becoming three hasn't gotten less, even 23 months on- so pram, smaller foldaway buggy, travel cot, the works!) we drove just an hour and thirty minutes up the M6 and arrived on cloud 9.
Beech Hill Hotel & Spa is located just four miles from Bowness-on-Windermere along Newby Bridge Road. Upon arriving we were greeted by friendly staff who offered to help take the contents of our home to our room! We had booked a Select Plus Double room with patio and lakeside view. It was the perfect size for us all and the view from our double doors was honestly breathtaking.
We were given some recommendations of local eateries to try for our first evening and so after unpacking we drove a couple of minutes down the road to Bowness where after a little stroll stumbled upon Cafe Riva, a lovely cosy little Italian trattoria with a modern, relaxed vibe. The food was great as was the atmosphere. Little M must have felt extremely at home there too as she serenaded fellow diners with her repertoire of nursery rhymes at the top of her voice, whilst Mummy and Daddy looked on with equal amounts of pride and slight embarrassment at the attention drawn to our table. After a round of applause and with happy and full bellies, we set off back to the hotel and settled down for a lovely night's sleep - the best we'd all had in ages!
The next morning we had a gorgeous leisurely breakfast a long with some more entertainment courtesy of our little lady (this time in the form of twirling and singing "if you're happy and you know it", all overlooking the wonderful view. The scrambled eggs were amazing and we were blessed with a bright start to the day.
Around 10am we decided it was about time we tried out the spa. It was then that Hurricane Dorris made an appearance and the heavens opened. We were very much sheltered from the elements where we were and although the air was bitterly cold, the hot tub was lovely and warm - so still relaxing against the odds!
Milly absolutely loves a pool (or "The Blue One" as she calls it) and this one was no exception. Daddy and Daughter had lots of fun, whilst Mummy put her feet up in the sauna and steam room. We had the whole spa to ourselves and it really was bliss...
That afternoon we went for another explore of the surrounding areas and local towns such as Grasmere - the home of Sarah Nelson's Gingerbread (more of which will be featured in my next posts) before returning to the hotel for another swim followed by a relaxing evening. Having used the Spa for a second time that evening and again the next morning - you could say we got good use out of it!
We cancelled our table booking for the 5 course dinner we were so looking forward to treating ourselves to (we were so full from lunch) and had dinner in the bar. Whilst Milly slept in her buggy next to us, John tucked in to Wild Boar Sausages and Mash and I the Chicken Caesar Salad. I know it doesn't sound a particularly exciting choice on my part, but it was without doubt the most delicious Chicken Caesar Salad I have ever tasted with the meat cooked to perfection, the croutons gorgeously chunky and rustic and a delicately breadcrumbed soft boiled egg (unfortunately demolished far too quickly to take a photo of and so you'll have to take my word for it!) all washed down with two Margaritas– it was happy hour and we were on holiday after all.
Before going to bed that evening we popped to the reception desk to see if there was any availability for a third night (we didn't want to leave), but unfortunately and unsurprisingly all rooms were fully booked. So with bittersweet smiles we packed our cases the following morning and headed off home (via Grasmere for more gingerbread of course!)
For anyone looking to visit the Lakes with or without children in tow, I couldn't recommend Beech Hill enough. It was a perfect little break and we will be back without question!
Note: This post is not an ad and is based solely on my own personal and above all honest opinions of our experiences of the places mentioned.