Hummed Low …

The green truck hummed low
Oh, we took only back roads
We drove miles of country
We saw an old barn burning
Skies were a light blue
All the billboards read untrue
I read them, each one
We passed by the thousands
Was a full sun and I knew
That up rose a bright moon
Casting shadows like dancing sparrows

It is my Blip birthday today 🙂 – 1460 entries and four years on Blip.  In some respects it has got in the way of blogging on WordPress, the constant daily quest for a new image.  The upside is the incentive to use a camera everyday while the quality of images across the site provide a constant source of inspiration.  In some respects it has enhanced my enthusiasm for photography while feeding my sometimes obsessive-compulsive tendencies.  In celebration, these are a few images taken recently – at this time of year and in this weather, I probably would not have bothered but for Blip:

On Windermere, from Waterhead

The view from Stock Ghyll Lane, Ambleside

More from Stock Ghyll Lane – inspired by John Martin 😉

The longhorn dreaming of sunlit prairies.

Fawcett Hill on a snowy day

A bend in the North Tyne between Barrasford and Chollerton.

The loneliness of the long distance golfer – Tyne Green, Hexham

The light has gone

A blizzard blowing in

Groundhog Days

In late February we stayed overnight in Ambleside at the Salutation, walked up to High Sweden Bridge on the first day, went to the cinema in the evening, ate at Fellini’s after the film and walked up to the head of Stockghyll Lane in the morning.

This week we went back to the Salutation at Ambleside, walked up to High Sweden Bridge on the first day, went to the cinema in the evening, ate at Fellini’s after the film and walked up to the head of Stockghyll Lane in the morning.

The differences:

Back in the Lakes ... Back in the Lakes ... Back in the Lakes ...

I spotted this on the return leg and was reminded that I will not be seeing Top Gear this weekend 👿

Kankku Defender ...
(click on the images to enlarge)

Elterwater

Travel Theme: Wood. This week we escaped to the Lake District, staying for two nights in Ambleside. There is much to be said for visiting out of season: the roads are quiet, the shops almost empty and there is no problem getting into restaurants, always assuming they have not put up their shutters for the winter. The downside is the weather but wet weeks in the Lakes are just as likely in August as in January. Nevertheless, this was a particularly sodden few days – the sound of running water was inescapable.

On Wednesday we went for a six mile hike around Elterwater where the primary objective was to find a route that was reasonably solid underfoot.  Elterwater is almost onomatopoeic or should that be mimetic. Either way, helter skelter water describes and sounds like the place and its weather perfectly.

On the OS map, Rob Rash is marked as adjacent to the village. This, it turns out, is a National Trust wood and not a skin complaint.  The woodland must appear in these photographs (click on the images to enlarge):

Rob Rash wood

Elterwater

Elterwater