Tuesday 1st August 2017, 5.20pm (day 2,168)
The title is irony — as this was an indolent day all round, back at home after our week in the Lakes. Don’t expect much to happen this week…
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View from Blake Fell
Monday 31st July 2017, 12 noon (day 2,167)
Last day of our Lake District holiday, and therefore the last chance for a landscape shot — well, for a couple of weeks anyway. This does epitomise how the weather’s been this week; though can’t really represent not how cold and windy it was up here when the shot was taken. At least it wasn’t raining. Time to go home though, after fifty-five miles done on foot this week, I need a rest…
The lake in the distance is Buttermere, by the way. The distinctively-shaped fell behind it is Fleetwith Pike. This picture was taken from just below the summit of Blake Fell, here at about 1700′ above sea level.
Seventh-Day Advent-Hoppists, Whitehaven
Sunday 30th July 2017, 4.10pm (day 2,166)
Dialogue from Red Dwarf, season 3, episode “The Last Day”… I may paraphrase slightly:
Rimmer: I didn’t agree with my parents’ religion. But I wouldn’t have dreamed of knocking it.
Lister: What were they then?
Rimmer: Seventh-Day Advent-Hoppists. They believed that every Sunday should be spent hopping. They would hop to church, hop through the ceremony, and hop home again.
Lister: What’s that all about then?
Rimmer: Well, they took the Bible literally. Took it word-for-word. Only their version had a misprint. It all stemmed from 1. Corinthians 13, where it said “Faith, Hop and Charity; and the greatest of these is Hop.” So that’s what they did. Every seventh day.
Sheep on Rough Crag
Friday 28th July 2017, 3.50pm (day 2,164)
Back out into the mountains — for a long and rather difficult walk from Coniston to Eskdale. This shot was taken towards the end, by which time I had already done 12 miles and was feeling rather knackered. The sheep seen here probably wondered what I was doing out on their heaf. I was wondering this too, to some extent.
Cumberland wrestling
Thursday 27th July 2017, 3.35pm (day 2,163)
No walking today. Instead we made our way up to Rydal Park for the annual Ambleside Sports, an event where you can watch runners yomp up the fellsides, hounds follow tracks of aniseed around the same terrain, cycling, running and Cumberland wrestling, where strapping lads (and women, too) lock their hands round each other and attempt to get their opponent onto the floor first — best of three. While wearing natty velvet shorts, if you’re doing it in the full traditional manner.
Old winding gear, Coniston Old Man
Wednesday 26th July 2017, 2.15pm (day 2,162)
Coniston Old Man rises to 2633 feet above the town of Coniston, and its rocks have long been the source of much of the place’s income — whether as nowadays, where people like me turn up and want to climb on them, or in the past, where they were mined and quarried to a great extent. This is the only major Lakeland fell where you encounter the ruins of so much industrial activity, negotiating, among other things, the remains of this old iron ropeway as you haul yourself up the fell.
Great Langdale
Tuesday 25th July 2017, 5.15pm (day 2,161)
I’m a few days behind, due to wi-fi issues at the first place we stayed this week. But oh yes — I’m definitely in the Lake District 🙂
Morecambe Bay, looking to the Lake District
Monday 24th July 2017, 3.00pm (day 2,160)
The title of the shot is as much aspiration as description. Today I am in Morecambe. Tomorrow, I will be over in the Lake District, on the other side of the Bay; the fells forming the horizon are (left to right) Dow Crag, Grey Friar and Coniston Old Man. Let’s have a week off work, somewhere beautiful. That’s a decent aspiration….
Scavenging
Sunday 23rd July 2017, 2.20pm (day 2,159)
Spent a little while today watching this bird (probably a jackdaw although I have given up trying to identify these species accurately) working out how it could get at the bounty inside this rubbish skip with its marginally open lid. This was the moment of triumph.
Water for dogs
Saturday 22nd July 2017, 1.10pm (day 2,158)
The holidays have started, and a sunny day brought the crowds out into Hebden Bridge town centre today. All needed refreshment…
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