Coniston Fells from Arnside Knott.
Three walks, from a weekend most memorable because the children were all appearing in the pantomime with the Silverdale Village Players. Oh no they weren’t! Oh yes they….etc etc ad infinitum.
Early on the Saturday morning I wended my way down to Leighton Moss. Wishful thinking on my part – I thought I might repeat the marvellous experience of a few days before.
But although it started bright, it soon clouded over and became very dull.
Not only did I not see any Otters, even the small birds and ducks which had been so abundant seemed absent. Or perhaps they were all just circling behind me and gurning at the audience in fine panto style?
On the Saturday might, as we left the Gaskell Hall after watching the performance, it was snowing quite heavily. By the following morning however, most of the snow had gone.
Kent Estuary and Eastern Fells from Arnside Knott.
After four successive nights of performances, all of which finished quite late, the kids were exhausted and I couldn’t prevail on any of them to join me for a short stroll on Arnside Knott.
Panorama looking towards the Lakes from Arnside Knott.
Later, I was out again – to The Cove naturally.
I’m nothing if not predictable. Oh no you’re not! Oh yes I ….etc etc. Until next Christmas.