Welcome to Buttermere
If you’re planning to visit the Lake District, and you’re looking to explore somewhere that’s remote yet tourist friendly, then the quaint village of Buttermere could be the ideal place for you. Buttermere, situated between the lakes Buttermere and Crummock Water, is the perfect holiday destination for families and activity seekers looking to explore and camping in Buttermere is a great way to stay.
The tranquil landscape is made up of farms and woodlands surrounding three lakes, all of which provides varied options for walkers. There are easy going walks around Buttermere Lake and the surrounding farmland, and the fells offer anything from steep challenging climbs, to easy going marsh areas.The village is made up of a small, picturesque church, two pubs and a café. It's no wonder so many people see Buttermere as the perfect place to get away from it all.
Why guests love YHA campsites
- Picturesque garden and grounds
- Stunning views of Lake Buttermere
- 24-hour access to hostel facilities
- Meals available

Map of campsites in Buttermere
YHA hostels with camping in Buttermere

YHA Buttermere
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