We had a long weekend away with old friends at Coniston Coppermines Youth Hostel. The weather wasn’t always great, but the company more than made up for that.
Maybe a howling gale outside provides the best conditions for catching up and celebrating another imminent Christmas together.
Some of the assembled crowd – none of whom are scruffy.
The kids were mostly content to play in the hostel. S is always happy if he has somebody else’s shoes to wear:
But we did all manage to get out for occasional bouts of fresh air. And if it rained quite a bit, well at least the streams were running high as a result.
This is Low Water Beck:
There are no end of mine workings in the area to investigate…
…and on Monday the weather even brightened up very briefly…
You can see the rest of my photos here.