Sneaked in an extra backup BaM this month, courtesy of Bob W. Despite the bad omen can of beer (see Cheery Friday) I'm pleased to say Bob was alive and well.
Nice train ride round Morecambe Bay from Lancaster to Grange Over Sands, and if you reckoned you were having a Cheery Friday spare a thought for those lucky people going all the way to the train's delightful destination. To be honest I was sorely tempted to stay aboard.
In the event I bailed as planned. September is normally when apparently Reg The Rain God is at his most powerful, but the month so far has been dry as a very dry thing. I did my best this weekend but the spell went slightly wrong and it teed with rain just before I arrived, deluge in fact.
Hence why R70 to the pub was under 6" of water for several hundred yards. Sod it, I carried on anyway, resulting in my feet just dipping the water and soaking my BBB socks.
A pleasant evening with Bob in the Derby Arms, with the obligatory STP:
Then off up a very limestoney track to our spot. Not a bad night, apart from sleeping on a camber and the deer kicking off in the small hours.
Bob took us past an interesting old quarry where they'd simply taken the scree away from a slope leaving an amazing bedding plane and some towering cliffs
These Lakes people do take their pleasures from the simplest of occasions
Churches, graveyards, tarns, clapper bridges... but what was nice is this is quite an overlooked area of the Lakes with almost nobody around...
As you know I'm all for unusual bivvy spots but I think this one might need a bit of work before we move in...
And to finish off a very interesting viewing of Bob's latest handiwork at the farm. I wouldn't even know where to start.
Many thanks to Bob for showing me round the area. Windermere was just over the hill but you'd never have guessed from the solitude we enjoyed all day.