KESWICK. The Old Dead Tree.
The walk out from Keswick town centre to the shore of Derwentwater is an easy peasy one, taking you through Hope Park and past the Theatre By The Lake
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SNAPSHOT! Lakeside To Haverthwaite By Train.
If you venture to the southern end of Lake Windermere you’ll find yourself at Lakeside pier and next to it is the terminus of The Lakeside & Haverthwaite Railway. It’s a preserved line, running over part of the track bed that used to connect Lake Windermere with the rail route to Lancaster and Barrow in Furness. In it’s full glory it would have been a fantastic tourism asset as well […]
PRESTON. A Miller Park Evening.
Continuing the evening theme. A glimpse of Miller Park in Preston at the end of a December day. No snow but a crisp, clear sky. The shadows lengthen like pencil marks across the page of the day. The fountain glints like a jewelled spray and the setting sun tints with a warming glow. Trees stand leafless waiting for Spring to hurry along and get to its work. Some Links. https://www.visitpreston.com […]
SNAPSHOT! Knutsford,A Ploughman’s At The Cheese Yard.
Being the solitary Hobbit that I can be I’ve got into the habit (alliteration?) of going out for Sunday lunch. Yes there’s some people who will say that I’ve been out to lunch for years now but 😝 to them. Today I am in the Cheshire village of Knutsford, trying not to lower the tone of the place while having a very excellent Ploughman’s in the wonderful Cheese Yard. If […]
SNAPSHOT! Train Ride To The Border.
Today’s expedition is to Carlisle. Yes I was there a week ago but I was only passing through so I thought I would go back and have more of a wander around. As I type this the train has left Lancaster and skirted Morecambe Bay which is looking fine in the morning sunshine as the wave crests dance and sparkle. I’m just waiting for Microsoft to let me have my […]
CHESTER. Up The Dee WITH A Paddle.
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.
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