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Geese in flight over Lakeland.
Clearing the decks a bit with this last gallery. A kaleidoscopic mishmash of the Lake District Weekend. On the Sunday it was a bright sunny morning- the first real sunshine on this trip so I was out again capturing autumn- but not and never alone. Nature- my eternal, constant muse, is always beside me. holding my clammy paw.
Autumn in the Lakes.
Big beast in field.
As sheep go The Heavyweight Division.
Yet another enchanted woodland.
Boats. Ullswater Pier.
Gazebo in a Lakeland Garden.
Lush moss on a wall.
Lone house on a hillside.
Tourist Boat. Ullswater.
November. The Misty Mountains of the imagination.
Tobacco or snuff factory wall relic. Kendal.
November. Mountain view.
The Community. Glenridding.
Sheep movement. Lake District.
The Boathouse. Autumn.
The Stream. Glenridding.
The White Lion Pub. Patterdale.
A closer view. Although it appears narrow it is long and surprisingly roomy inside with plenty of tables. A cracking pub full of warmth and period character. Front door leads straight out onto the street so watch out for that quirk of design. Luckily, it's a semi quiet road hereabouts.
A different type of abode. A remote woodland cottage. No sign of Hansel or Gretel, a wicked witch, or even Lady Chatterley popping by to check the pheasants are alright.
The walkers at the bridge. Ullswater Way.
Diversity of trees. Taken from the wilder side of this eight mile long lake, the second largest in the Lake District.
Wild Lakeland. An untamed quarter of forest and mountain.
During our trip we stopped off in Ambleside at dusk, one of the many delightful Lakeland towns that even in winter make some of their similar sized Scottish equivalents feel like deprived, cash strapped, distant relatives, living year round outside on a soaking wet cardboard mattress. Even in Cumbria itself you can drive 15 miles out in most directions and reach the edge of this golden bubble land, finding ordinary, less scenic, more economically deprived communities in the surrounding districts. I like them as well but then I'm not most tourists. Not sure if the takings are down here in the main street shops but they still feel cheery, busy and prosperous any time I visit. Although scenic and one of my favourites Ambleside does not appear to have the daily nose to tail rush hour traffic jams of nearby Kendal and Windermere as we left most of the hold-ups behind when we arrived here for fish and chips. I say fish and chips but suppers would be more appropriate as neither of us splash out like that. Me, usually a pie supper or just chips- Alex usually hamburger or sausage supper. So under five pounds rather than under ten. I prefer steak or mince pie anyway.
We got parked easily enough then set off to find toilets and grub in that order. Another White Lion pub here.
Not this one as we missed it first time around...
but this one up a lane. As usual it was top class and very tasty. Almost guaranteed down here.
A back lane in Ambleside.
Nightfall. Shops in Ambleside.
Thanks to Alex and everyone else for the invitation, driving and company. The End.
The concept of the 'Multiverse'. Do separate invisible self contained world's exist in parallel to this one as the quantum physicists speculate? Of course they do... it's as true as the tail on my bottom and here's one right here. A little trick I learned with capturing damp conditions/light at a certain angle. A perfect little earth hovering over a table.
For anyone who watched the fascinating and vivid 5 minute microscopic sea life video I linked to a few days ago here's the companion piece to go with it. A spectacular light show highlighting a modern Noah's Ark of different animals splashed across the New York Skyline at night. A clever and thought provoking gallery. Liked the King Kong tribute climbing the Empire State Building.. Not much beats this effort for an eye catching display of colour in the darkness yet I was not aware of it happening until now.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FttNi9-S1E
Itching to go to the Lake District now.
ReplyDeleteSome lovely autumn coloured trees there - I never really got a nice enough day to capture the colours this year when I was out with my camera so I didn't bother taking any autumn photos.
ReplyDeleteNice to see both Swaledale and Herdwick tups in use (rams to you) - where I came from, we just had BFLs (Blue Faced Leicesters) and, while I like them, they're not a northern tup. It was all for economic reasons of course... Nice to see some northern tradition being kept up!
Hi Anabel, It is a lovely area with loads of good low level paths and small hills plus a great range of towns. Spring is also a lovely time of year there with longer evenings to enjoy.
ReplyDeleteCheers Carol,
ReplyDeleteI think the rams were placed in that separated small field before going on to the different farms to meet the sheep... or something like that as they were well up for it, dribbling and peeing and snorting in anticipation of what was to come. If it was afterwards they would probably have looked less energetic and keen.
That's possible. A lot of farmers with sheep on the fells lamb very late due to the horrible conditions their ewes and lambs can meet on the high ground. May isn't unknown in the Lakes.
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