Looking south toward Morecambe Bay 5 December 2015, the day Storm Desmond saw the RIver Kent burst its banks, flooding homes in Kendal. There had been weeks of rain, culminating in the Storm Desmond deluge.
Next day dawned bright and sunny. The river shrank back, leaving crayfish, bullhead and sticklebacks stranded in the mud. Floodwater had transformed the Lyth Valley and the road across the valley was impassable for about a month.
This week we had days of rain and mist and Sunday dawned fair. I went up onto Scout Scar to look down on floodwater.
Next day dawned bright and sunny. The river shrank back, leaving crayfish, bullhead and sticklebacks stranded in the mud. Floodwater had transformed the Lyth Valley and the road across the valley was impassable for about a month.
This week we had days of rain and mist and Sunday dawned fair. I went up onto Scout Scar to look down on floodwater.
In December the sun is low in the sky. Walking south was dazzling. I walked close to the escarpment edge to photograph the flood waters, stopping to check where the cliff edge might be. A beautiful morning with the wind direction changing to bring colder air from the north-west. I took a sequence of images as I walked south, turning back to look north and interspersing them with dazzle and a lurid green light over pastures in the Lyth Valley. The low sun created shadows on the anthills and on rafts of limestone clitter, casting long winter shadows from the trees.
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