Another packed day was in store - it was looking to be a glorious day, so I was hoping to rack up some more miles underfoot, bag a few new fells, and end with a wild camp on top of the Wasdale Screes. It was my last evening in the Bower House Inn. I was sat at my table in the restaurant, and ordered a Loweswater Gold to quench my thirst. Perusing the menu, I was intrigued with the Moroccan Lamb Pudding. The menu described it as "slow cooked Cumbrian lamb marinated in Moroccan spices with caramelised red onions, encased in suet pastry with rich Moroccan gravy, spiced vegetable tagine & fresh mint yogurt." My taste buds were tinging just from reading. I took a punt, and ordered it. I was pleasantly surprised. It was very tasty, and had a good amount of spice behind it that I finished my pint, and ordered a second! Needless to say the plate was clean when the waitress came to collect it. ----- The next morning, I was the third person downstairs for breakfast. Again I