For the first time in weeks or even months, the weather forecast is crap but we have planned a walk. Every problem creates an opportunity - we'll do a short walk suitable for a 9 month old dog and pick a route with fairly easy ground conditions. That way Molly can come too.
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| Weather as forecast - hill fog and drizzle, but mild. Suitably togged up we set off up the lonnin towards the tarn |
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| Before taking the left hand path towards the eastern side of the tarn. Look at Molly go! She really seemed to be enjoying herself. |
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| Bowscale Tarn comes into view and Breeze is off |
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| Molly dipped all four feet in, and then waited patiently for Breeze to finish her paddle |
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| As usual Breeze was waiting for no-one. From the tarn we headed down to the Roundhouse |
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| Looking back at the bridge from The Roundhouse. The tarn is on the flat area directly above the bridge but just below the cloud - and then walked back along Swineside, through Mosedale and back to Bowscale About 4.5 miles round trip. Damp but warm. We actually commented how nice it was to walk in the rain for a change! We headed home for a spot of lunch before Jay and Molly headed back to the other side of the river. While husband and I were still sitting cogitating I suddenly spotted movement in the garden. So quick I nearly missed it. Then suddenly it happened again. A stoat shot out from the bushes and was performing it's Dance of Death on the lawn.  |
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| These pics are taken through the window as usual and a stoat is even harder to capture on film than a spaniel |
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| After numerous appearances doing the Death Dance, he got brave and started to appear closer to the house |
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| On and off he spent the afternoon putting in an appearance. It's no wonder we never get anything done around here. |
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