Saturday, 4 March 2017

Back in the Lakes.

Well here we are, back in The Lake District. This was my first Lakeland stroll of the year with my mate Dave and his dog Sammy. It is one of the easiest walks you will find in these parts and it is one of the most beautiful. It is also a walk I often do either to end the season or to start a new one and, if I recall rightly, it is the first walk I ever did in the Lakes. I always remember that day because I started off in a nice new pair of white trainers. Needless to say, they weren't that colour by the time I had finished!

The walk starts at Stonethwaite and is just a circular route to the first bridge crossing of Langstrath Beck and can be done either way but I prefer doing it anti-clockwise as you have a fine view of Borrowdale on the way back. Langstrath means "Long Valley" and this certainly lives up to its name, being six miles in length before it is abruptly ended by Esk Pike.

The walk goes along ancient byways, through beautiful woodlands, follows fast flowing becks and the views of the surrounding fells are spectacular. The head of the walk is very wet though so you have to do a fair bit of bog hopping but it doesn't last for too long. As I said, the walk is never too far away from either Stonethwaite Beck or Langstrath Beck so you get to see plenty of cascades which, after rain, can be very lively.

For those who like that sort of thing, there is also a handy pub right at the end of the walk but never do the walk on a Monday as the pub is closed that day. It was good to be back in my beloved Lake District and to meet up with the many friends I have made over the years.


Eagle Crag

Stonethwaite hamlet.

Borrowdale valley

Signs of a wet winter

Borrowdale valley

Footpath in to Langstrathdale.

Eagle Crag

Cascade, Langstrath Beck

Herdwicks

Cascade, Langstrath Beck

Cascade, Langstrath Beck

Langstrath beck

Borrowdale

Watersmeet, Borrowdale

Friday, 24 February 2017

Snowdrop Wood

It's down to South Yorkshire for this short blog. I was in Kiveton to visit Sal's parents for a few days so we had a family walk in Hawks Woods through which The Chesterfield canal runs. It is locally known as Snowdrop Wood for obvious reasons. It's in a lovely area just outside the village of Thorpe Salvin and consists of two woodland areas. Hawks Wood is locally famous for its snowdrops and wild garlic and next door Old Spring Wood is locally famous for its bluebells.

As you can see from the photos, our timing was just about perfect. One point of concern though was the fact that the path to the snowdrops was so overgrown that it was nigh on impossible to follow. You certainly wouldn't be able to find the snowdrops if you didn't know the area. I presume this is just due to council cutbacks as they own the woods, I do hope it isn't something more sinister. Holly had a great time, it was just a shame we couldn't really let her off her lead properly and she would have been of once she had the scent of something. and not seen again for hours!

We finished the afternoon off nicely with a pint in the Blue Bell Inn which is situated in the nearby village of Harthill. Hopefully the bluebells will be out on out next visit.


Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Holly

Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Hawks Wood's snowdrops

Hawks Wood

Hawks Wood

Tree bark

Tree bark

Woodland leaves

Robin by the Chesterfield Canal



Saturday, 18 February 2017

The infant River Wharfe.

I had so much hope of a good day when I left home but the usual bank of cloud appeared just as I was  leaving Skipton. It got thicker and thicker the further I went and by the time I reached Langstrothdale (which is at the top of Wharfedale) it was pretty gloomy. I was intending driving over Fleet Moss and down in to Hawes but when it's like it was that day, you soon realise it is just a waste of petrol and time.

I did get out of the car and walk a mile or so along the Dale and back but there was drizzle in the air and conditions were really not very good for photography, in fact they were down right miserable. I still took a few snaps for the record and then, if I remember rightly, beat a hasty retreat to The Blue Bell Inn in Kettlewell where there is always has wood burning fire on the go.

A pint and a warm up and then it was back down the Dale and home.














Monday, 13 February 2017

Lakes and Dales drive out.

I took this lovely set of photos back in February. I'd popped up to my caravan to check everything was OK and get things ready for the coming new season.

I recall Thirlmere being very cold that day. There was a bitter wind blowing across from Helvellyn which chilled me to the bone. The place took my mind back to the latter part of last year when I visited. That day I was blessed with mirror like reflections, the like of which you usually only dream about but not today.

I think I spent more time in the Dales than I did in the Lakes though. It was just a quick 10 minute visit to the caravan, check everything was OK and then back on the road. Caravans are a bit too cold to stay in long at that time of year, especially with all the heating switched off.

On the way back down I did get some lovely shots of Ingleborough from Kingsdale before moving on to the Three Peaks area itself. With the days being pretty short, dusk was soon upon me but not before I took some shots of Pen y Ghent in the cold evening light. Unfortunately I didn't have the time to go down to Ribblehead but I think I succeeded in cramming a fair bit into the short winter's day.

Thirlmere

Thirlmere plantation

Naddle valley

Naddle valley

Naddle valley

Ingleborough

Ingleborough

Pen y Ghent

Selside

Pen y Ghent

Pen y Ghent

Pen y Ghent

Selside
 
Selside

Back in the Lakes.

Well here we are, back in The Lake District. This was my first Lakeland stroll of the year with my mate Dave and his dog Sammy. It is one of...