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Me, Chris and Dave recently had a trip down to Coniston Water as Chris wanted to go on an "electric" boat. Unfortunately her luck was out as it was out of season so had to board a "non-electric" launch down to Torver instead. The weather was beautiful with clear blue skies all round so the walk back along the lake shore was a pure joy.

We had an amusing interlude at Coniston Hall where the local farmer was attempting to round up his sheep but was having very little success. Instead of them going into the pen as intended, they continually evaded or broke free from both him and his sheep dogs. I don't really think he saw the funny side of things and his sheepdogs certainly didn't judging by his constant bellowing of obscenities towards them. Still we had a good chuckle as we watched the proceedings unfold.

He was still trying as we headed off towards Coniston desperately seeking out an ice cream shop. We tried the Coniston Fudge Shop who didn't sell ice …

'funkiest town in Britain'

Hebden Bridge was recently termed the 'funkiest town in Britain' by an article in a magazine and who am I to argue. It always sems friendly enough and certainly has an eclectic mix of people. One thing I do know is that in no other town have I ever seen a Bill Bailey lookalike wandering about with full beard and wearing a pink mini-skirt with matching black leggings and top plus high-heeled shoes. I'm told he is a local character plus he didn't seem to be turning many heads so I presume this is the case.
Anyway my visit wasn't to catch sight of the local drag queen but to pass away a couple of hours by having a walk along the Rochdale Canal. I was going up to the Lakes the following day so didn't really want to travel far and Hebden Bridge isg only about ten miles away as the crow flies.
It's hard to get excited when writing a blog about a canal because by nature they are flat and more or less straight and run through industrial areas but there was plenty …

An inhospitable landscape

This is a series of photos I took coming over the high road from Kirkby Stephen in Cumbria to Keld in Swaledale. It is probably the bleakest road I have been on and I certainly wouldn't like to break down on it. Today the weather was benign and quite pleasant even though there was a cold nip in the air but I have traveled across it in all kinds of weather; mist, rain, gales, the lot! Even the Pennine Way refuses to cross it and, once it has been over Great Shunner Fell, descends into the safety of Swaledale instead of sticking to this high inhospitable ground. I did spend a lot of time sat in the car waiting for the sun to break through the fast moving clouds but the curlews and skylarks kept me company..

 I did made a few friends on my journey as well. The local sheep thought I must have been the farmer bringing their feed and flocked to greet me when I got out of the car to take a photo. They were most bemused and a tad pissed off when they realised I had nothing for them.

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I must apologise for being a bit behind with my photo blogging. These shots of Derwentwater were taken a couple of weeks ago and I just don't seem to have had the time since then to sit down and gather my thoughts.

The caravan site was pretty quiet and none of my close friends were there so I made an early start due to the good weather. I must point out at this stage that an early start for me is about half nine!

The skies were clear which didn't really bode well for photography but bits of fluffy clouds appeared as I made my way down Borrowdale and by the time I had parked up by the Lodore landing stage, the top of Skiddaw was covered.

I was joined by a couple of mute swans, one of which was very accommodating and posed perfectly for my photographs, the other seemed to spend most of it's time with it's head submerged and it's arse stuck up in the air. The Canada Geese proved a bit more troublesome but I find that if you throw a pebble at them and make that scatte…