Lake District.
Pretty much all walkers (with or without mutleys) acknowledge each other.
It's the easiest way to determine locals vs tourists, many of whom are pig ignorant.
Our grown kids from London are literally aghast when we greet total strangers and are totally perplexed if, heaven forbid, we engage in conversation with unknown people.
The further north you go, the more open and friendly people seem to be. Here in Oxford they’re a right bunch of miseries.