Apologies for yet another photo-based post - I promise I'll write something a little longer soon. But for now I just had to share this with you.
Two valleys over from my house is one of my favourite 'lakes' in the Lake District: Haweswater. (It's actually a reservoir rather than a lake, providing water for Manchester. Bit of trivia: there's only one lake in the Lake District, which is Bassenthwaite Lake. Something to remember for the next pub quiz!)
Haweswater is beautiful, the way it curls around the winding valley, fed by hundreds of frothing ghylls and rivulets. Its steep banks and surrounding hills are home to a rare golden eagle (the only nesting place of the golden eagle in England), and endangered red squirrels can be found in abundance.
But the water hides a darker past.
Flooded in the first half of the twentieth century, the valley of Mardale was once home to a village that shared its name. In the 1930s, the houses and hotels were demolished to make way for the water. The historic Dun Bull Inn was pulled down. The church was taken apart stone by stone, and the stones used to construct the dam itself. The bodies from the churchyard were all exhumed, and are now buried in the churchyard in the nearby village of Shap.