Anglesey Abbey is the closest National Trust site to us in Cambridge, and yet, somehow we had always overlooked it. To be honest, we assumed it was “only” a giant, old house. In fact, it’s much more than a house. The grounds are expansive, full of gardens and woodland paths. There’s even an old, working mill.
It was such a nice afternoon out in the sun.
A warm and sunny spring Sunday at the 163rd (72nd for women) annual Boat Race along the Thames River in London between rival universities, Oxford and Cambridge. Of course, we cheered for our hometown team, Cambridge. They, sadly, did not win, but it was a very fun day with very good friends.
Wandering along The Backs with my camera on a sunny, chilly spring day. The weather was moody; one minute, warmth, the next speckled with sun showers. And then when I finally returned to my bike to travel home, ice fell from the sky. Even still, it was nice to be in the light. Spring is here.
Anytime we have visitors in Cambridge, of course we take them punting down the River Cam, typically with Scudamores. Sometimes, they arrive excited and eager to punt; other times, they look at us confused and ask, “What’s a punt?” But as I said, of course we go. Punting is so quintessentially Cambridge that it seems almost sacrilegious not to at least take the guided tour.
This particular trip was my fourth, which might seem to be three too many; it’s not. Every trip, no matter how many times I go, is different. First time, I learned so much and our guide was wonderful. Next two times were ok; our guides were more energetic, but not as informative. This time, though, was the *best.* I didn’t think after three times doing the same tour, I could learn anything new, but I did. That pub in the last photo? It’s where Pink Floyd performed their first ever show (yes!).
I know this won’t be my last time punting in Cambridge, and I love that. I can’t wait to see what I discover on the next trip, and the next… More stories behind the buildings, the pubs, the gardens, and the people that made them, and yet another person’s take on them all.
Finally made it up to the top of Great St. Mary’s for this stellar bird’s-eye view of the city. I walk by the entrance to the tower so often, but I always assumed it was nothing more than a tourist trap until people started telling me, “No, you *have* to go.” Yes, you do have to go. It’s incredible and absolutely worth the £4 fee and the gazillion steps to the top.
When we visited, there was a violin concert at the altar, just beautiful. I may return simply for that. But regardless, I will be back here next time I have a visitor from out-of-town.