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Lingmoor Fell

29/9/2015

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PictureBell Heather on Lingmoor Fell 29 September 2015
​Up on Lingmoor I’m eager to see the fair-ground wall that snakes  up to Brown How with its heather habitat.  Brown How is the high-point of the ridge:  a dome of two halves, grass and heather.  Like a dome-shaped pudding of distinct flavours. That heather flank looks like chocolate.  The wobbly stile has been fixed, hurray.  Beautiful late September weather,  the summer we didn’t have.  Now for more stunning views and wading thigh-deep in heather to avoid the rock-descent by barbed wire fence! 


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Blood Supermoon Eclipse

27/9/2015

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PictureFull harvest moon about 1. 40 am on 27 September 2015
A perfect night for the blood supermoon eclipse, with clear skies full of stars.  I listened to the first Shipping Forecast of the new day as moonlight flooded into the house.  The time was about 1.45 am. No use taking photographs through double glazing, too much distortion.  So I stood outside in the darkness marvelling at the glorious moon.  I watched through binoculars and began to take photographs as the eclipse began .   Here comes the sequence.


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Fungus Foray: woods by Warth Fish Pond near Preston Patrick

25/9/2015

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PictureAfter a fungus foray. 23 September 2015
An air of fairy-tale hung about Warth Fish Pond.  A high gate stood unlocked and open to admit us.  Bulrush fringed the water and wild angelica rose stately in the wet border of the wood.  Elderberry l eaves assumed autumn colour.  I heard coot on the pond, nuthatch and great spotted woodpecker in the trees. A peaceful place to fish, to sit looking out upon the water listening to birds on a summer’s evening.  This cloudy morning in a September  wood was rather gloomy. Unearthed, our collected fungi  showed  in  a burst of colour. What did we find?


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Borrowdale and Grass of Parnassus

17/9/2015

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PictureCairn between Maiden Moor and High Spy, 17 September 2015
Cat Bells drew the crowds but we left them behind as we climbed Maiden Moor and reached heather habitat.  A day of clarity, with strong light and deep shadow.  A few walkers clustered about a cairn along the ridge.  ‘I was twenty years younger when I began this walk,’ I heard a someone say.  His words resonated and  I couldn’t resist telling him he had the makings of a short story. He smiled and lifted his hat in salute, as if to show he’d lost his hair since he set out this morning. It’s more than twenty years  since first I saw Borrowdale.




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Muncaster Fell

13/9/2015

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PictureSphagnum Moss on Muncaster Fell 13 September 2015
Rain and low cloud dashed our hopes of Buckbarrow. But when John Holman suggested a lower walk on Muncaster Fell I was not  disappointed. (I remembered  a walk he’d led there one spring when his wife Fiona and I pored over the tiny flowers of crowberry deep in the heather.)  Up by the cairn on Hooker Crag, we looked south to the estuary of the River Esk and the sea.  To the north lay Hooker Moss.  John found a route over drier ground but he knew he’d lost me to the lure of peat bog.  I lingered, wishing Fiona were here. She and I are known for lingering on the quest botanical.


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From Wasdale YHA

12/9/2015

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PictureWindswept on Whin RIgg, above Wast Water
Squalls  off the Atlantic sounded loud about Wasdale Hall where we slept lightly, if we slept at all.  The wind whistled and squalled through the open window, the eye of the wind.  My dreams swirled over Wast Water and in the lull between downpours I heard the cry of the tawny owl. Snug in my top bunk I felt as if I were voyaging into Atlantic weather  and The Shipping Forecast.   
To the sound of lapping waves, we walked the shore of Wast Water and headed steeply up onto Whin Rigg. The wind made visible, that’s what I’d like to show.



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Wasdale, Mitredale and Irton Fell flora

11/9/2015

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PictureMitredale, Ahead, the sea at Ravenglass
Retracing our steps to Wasdale Hall YHA, we emerged from the trees on Irton Fell and descended  toward  Wast Water.  Our splendid walk almost completed, we found something that I could have lingered over for hours.  On the lower slopes of Irton Fell was boggy ground, full of water-tracks and  tussocks concealing ankle-traps which slowed us to a lurching progress. Before us lay a great sweep of warm colour and detail within the pattern and the intricate mix began to appear. 
 



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Swallows muster in Cumbria

9/9/2015

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PictureHeather on Sheffield Pike where house-martins flew on 1 September 2015
Flocks of hirundines gathered about the church and tower and settled to preen their feathers in the heat of the day.  The naturalist Gilbert White observed the birds on 13 September 1791.  I witnessed this same behaviour on 9 September 2007 when adult and juvenile swallows enjoyed the sun on the roof of Low Farm in the Lyth Valley.  Some years earlier I came upon swallows mustering  in a dead yew tree below Scout Scar escarpment.  It's a spectacle I always hope to encounter at this season- a truly memorable mustering. 



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Smardale: reading a landscape

5/9/2015

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PictureEmbankment of flowers along Smardale dismantled railway. 25 August 2015
Smardale pack-horse bridge is irresistible. The moment  the child saw the beck he wanted to go down to paddle,  now, right now, the shortest way.  We abandoned  our route  and  searched for a path through the embankment of flowers down to  Severals Gill that trickles into Scandal Beck where the little boy  took off his shoes, dipped his toes in the water, and smiled.  His paddle had given a novel approach, a fresh perspective.  The day was bright and fair and my photo-sequence reveals the bridge as a confluence, a place of convergence. 


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