Lingmoor heather 6 July A juvenile dipper was food begging in the beck, its red gape wide. It was not unexpected, the dipper is often seen at Elterwater.
The flora of heather moorland is perhaps my favourite and as we climbed up to the Lingmoor Ridge there were flowers I hoped to see. Yellow stars of bog asphodel aplenty, although they fade fast in the heat-wave. But where was the bog pimpernel, those tiny pale pink flowers found where water trickles off the fell and into the becks. Where was the water? We found none until we reached about 250 metres.
The flora of heather moorland is perhaps my favourite and as we climbed up to the Lingmoor Ridge there were flowers I hoped to see. Yellow stars of bog asphodel aplenty, although they fade fast in the heat-wave. But where was the bog pimpernel, those tiny pale pink flowers found where water trickles off the fell and into the becks. Where was the water? We found none until we reached about 250 metres.
Full sun on outcropping rock scorches and burns off its flora. But fair weather clouds reduced the glare and intermittent breeze kept us comfortable. Cloud cast deep shadows and dramatic vistas of the Langdale Pikes as we walked beside the wall that snakes over Lingmoor.
Here England comes to a halt in anticipation of a certain football match.
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