CARLISLE. A Wander in The Evening.
A summer evening has a quality all it’s own for me.
A summer evening has a quality all it’s own for me.

I haven’t been to Maryport in a while, passed through, passed by etc. While I was in Carlisle I took the opportunity to ride down on the train, it’s only about forty five minutes and Dona catch up. I couldn’t have picked a better day. As I walked up from the station the streets were thronging with people because it was the day of the Community Carnival and parade. People […]

Housekeeping the photo files again and I came across this shot from early last Spring. It was not the brightest or warmest of days, it was the sort where you found yourself constantly on the move.
Sometimes, without you knowing it, a scene just clicks itself together and magically presents itself before you.

Drop off the tram by the North Euston Hotel, cross the road to the promenade and by the big chippy you’ll find the ramp down to the Wyre Ferry.

A fair proportion of my trips out are on the spontaneous side. I do have a list of possible destinations but the final decision is often made on the day, taking in what the weather is likely to be or what the travelling conditions could be like.