Two days after our arrival, it was time to say “Goodbye, Buttermere! So long, and thanks for all the rain.” Since a holiday in France, when we camped by a lake in an isolated wet weather pattern for two days, we had started to get déjà vu.
Strangely enough, once we’d left …[see more]
So, what does one do in The Lakes, and it’s lashing it down with rain? Stay indoors and keep warm? Or how about a seven mile walk by Crummock Water and Mellbreak? It had been persistently raining most of the morning, but it suddenly stopped, and the sky seemed to brighten by the minute. We …[see more]
“Let’s go away at half term!” was the idea. Brilliant. Why not? We deserve a couple of days away from it. “Let’s not go too far though. We don’t want to spend the whole time travelling.” Wise words. Where’s nice, and not too far? “I know! Let’s go to the Lake District. Lake Buttermere is …[see more]
A short walk from my house, there is a quiet little stream running through Heaton Woods. Red Beck (as it is known locally) ambles its way through the trees and fallen leaves, and then disappears underground. There are mysterious ruins dotted along its path, and much of the stone you see lying around seems to have once been cut into …[see more]
Landscape photography is very much out of fashion these days. It’s just not Rock ‘n Roll enough. In the current quick thrill culture, a majestic tree and gentle rolling fields just aren’t going to register on the clap-o-meter. I took this Silsden landscape photo from the towpath of …[see more]
Having just indulged in over-priced tea and cake at Betty’s Tea Shop, I took a walk down The Grove, Ilkley. It occurred to me that Ilkley is one of the few places where cars are still welcome in a West Yorkshire town centre. There is a steady stream of them up and down The …[see more]