Sunday 16th February 2014, 2.20pm (day 906)
Beautiful day today, one of those February days in which spring can be felt in the air for the first time. Oh, I know it won’t last. But it was good to be outside today, even if this path was damned muddy.
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High Bewaldeth Farm, near Bassenthwaite
Tuesday 4th February 2014, 1.20pm (day 894)
I’ve been stuck in the house for eight days straight. Goddammit, I was getting out today. I may still be contagious but out in a place like this, who cares?
View south from Scout Scar, Christmas Eve
Tuesday 24th December 2013, 12.05pm (day 852)
Christmas Eve. Ignoring the typically apocalyptic weather forecast (as I have all year), I went on walk #77 of my Lake District project and despite a breeze that could be called ‘bracing’ and the odd hail shower, I had a thoroughly good time on Scout Scar, a limestone outcrop to the west of Kendal, Cumbria. And managed a couple of decent photos too. The rest will be up on my other blog soon…
I am not fully certain of the identities of these hills by the way. I think the one on the left is called White Hill, and the horizon is formed by the Three Peaks of Yorkshire, melding into one at this distance but I am sure the step on the right must be that of Pen-y-Ghent or Ingleborough, with Whernside the rise in the ridge in the centre. But I could be wrong.
Photographing the view from Latterbarrow
Tuesday 29th October 2013, 1.45pm (day 796)
Second day of this two-day break in the Lake District with Joe. I make no apologies for uploading another landscape shot today, though let’s give it that slightly different angle and included in it someone else who was doing their best to capture what was, for a hill only 803 feet above sea level, a quite exceptional panorama. Latterbarrow rises to the north-east of the village of Hawkshead.
Windermere
Monday 28th October 2013, 3.05pm (day 795)
Joe is on his half-term holiday, so these two days I’m off work doing my part of the child care duties. And I decided to take him somewhere I liked. Why not.
Newspaper editors in London might also like to use this picture as evidence that today was not, despite their headlines, the day that the ‘Killer Storm Stopped Britain’. Or perhaps they were using ‘Britain’ as shorthand for ‘that small part of a decent-sized country which is nearest to London’ — as they so often do?
View of the Duddon estuary, from White Combe
Friday 11th October 2013, 11.50am (day 778)
I have worked the last two Sundays and I’m working this coming Sunday too, so today I took the day off and made the most of a decent weather forecast. This is taken in the far south-west corner of the Lake District, looking southeast over the long estuary of the River Duddon, with the town of Barrow on the peninsula in the background. (More pictures from the day will be put on my other blog later.)
Eystein, on Lifjell
Sunday 1st September 2013, 1.50pm (day 738)
And here is my host and mountain guide, Eystein — or at least, his back — pictured on the way back down from a summit that nearly bears his name, Øysteinnatte (Øystein’s Knott, a knott being a rocky tor), part of the larger massif of Lifjell. An enjoyable weekend’s walking to say the least, but it’s back to work (in Oslo) tomorrow.
Boat How and Burnmoor Tarn
Wednesday 14th August 2013, 1.20pm (day 720)
Haven’t done a ‘pure’ landscape for a while — not since the last time I was around the Lake District, I guess. Not a coincidence, there are just so many more of them round there.
Salt marsh, Kents Bank, Cumbria
Monday 8th July 2013, 9.40am (day 683)
I worked yesterday, so walked today. This is my usual walking county — Cumbria — but so far away from my usual haunt that it’s outside the Lake District National Park, on the very edge of Morecambe Bay. Forty years ago this area was marked on the map as mud and sand, but changes in the currents around the Bay (caused by sea protection works in Morecambe, some say) have seen the sea retreat and leave these salt marshes. There were a few clouds around when I arrived at nearby Kents Bank railway station to start my walk a few minutes before taking this photo, but they soon burned off, and it was another very hot one today.
Birthday party walk
Sunday 23rd June 2013, 1.35pm (day 668)
Joe was invited to the birthday party of one of his friends, and though it was a bit cool and damp to take the picnic that was planned, we (that is, about 8 adults, 15 kids and 3 dogs) did get a walk up on the fells above the western end of Hebden Bridge. It did occasionally remind me why I do tend to walk alone… but still, like the Saturday last weekend, it showed me some parts of my locality that I have not seen, and that alone made it worth doing.
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