Wednesday, 19 January 2011
A Lovely Day.
Now that I am no longer allowed to drive for myself, the combination of a day out as a passenger plus a beautiful late Winter sun and I am on cloud eight and a half at least.
We were meeting friends for lunch at Ingleton at the head of the Ribble valley - about half way from where we live and Windermere, where they live. Roughly an hour's drive for each of us.
I have been on this road five or six times in the last year and each time I have posted a blog about it, saying that I wanted to show you Ingleborough (one of the Three Peaks) and each time it has been shrouded in cloud. Yesterday there was a breeze and the sun shone - that is until we got within a couple of miles of Ingleborough, when the cloud came down and lo and behold the peak was once more covered in cloud. So the photograph you see is of cloud where Ingleborough stands. Sorry about that!
After cheese toasties and naughty puddings we said our goodbyes and set off back home. Approaching the Ribble head viaduct, which I have posted a few times before but which is such a magnificent structure that it merits multiple postings anyway, we spotted a train crossing. I took the shot, which I show you above. Sorry it is so far away but, obviously, if I had waited until we were nearer then the train would have crossed and disappeared.
There seem to be lots of road works around us at the present time. I would like to think that it is repairing the pot holes caused by the recent bad weather, but I don't think that is the case. However, we had to make several detours around more isolated villages and what did we see? This magnificent cockerel - cock of the walk there is no doubt - strolling across the road at his own pace, so that we had to wait for him. His wife sat sunning herself at the bottom of the wall and obligingly stayed there while I wound down the window and took her photograph. What a magnificent pair - I do hope they have chicks.
Home again and a trip to our local supermarket after tea. I was expecting it to be very quiet but no such luck. It was full of young families, mum, dad and children, obviously doing their shopping after work. The fact that we were surprised by this I suppose just goes to show that maybe we don't quite live in the modern world.
The picture of the sheep grazing below the limestone edge is taken in this area, where there are plenty of limestone outcrops - This kind of ridge up here in the Dales is called a Scar.
today's aros: deep low cloud, deep blue sky, deep watery valleys - a perfect combination.