I often visit here, as it is close to where I visit my Mam:
I live quite a few miles away from it, but that's nothing in the car. It's just a fucker when we have to walk back.
When I'm up in the lakes, I often visit the Wasdale Inn:
I witnessed a very humourous verbal fight between the landlord and a drunken oaf once.
If you ever go, I would recommend Yewbarrow ale. Lovely stuff. It was on my walk up the mountain itself that I realised my appreciation of sheep shit. Its smell really is all part of the Lake District experience.