The Langdale Pikes from Scout Scar Far off, the Langdale Pikes showed in a warm and evocative light.
I might have given up and turned back since the path to Scout Scar was slippery with mud, high humidity soaked my hair and glasses steamed-up in seconds. The promised sun had shown at sunrise, and departed. The ridge lay in darkness but the distant fells showed in magical light. Cloudscapes were constantly changing and, at last, a dome of blue opened up above Scout Scar.
I might have given up and turned back since the path to Scout Scar was slippery with mud, high humidity soaked my hair and glasses steamed-up in seconds. The promised sun had shown at sunrise, and departed. The ridge lay in darkness but the distant fells showed in magical light. Cloudscapes were constantly changing and, at last, a dome of blue opened up above Scout Scar.
Each day is different here. Images show a changing light and cloudscape through several hours. Wildlife is never quite predictable and the larch trees where I'd found fieldfare five days ago were sunlit but the birds had flown. Nothing is ever the same. November light is distinctive with the sun low in the sky. Sunlight after rain can set the limestone clitter gleaming, highlighting a track along the ridge.
On Kendal Race Course there were black cattle amongst the sheep, small and seeming docile. Let's hope so.
On Kendal Race Course there were black cattle amongst the sheep, small and seeming docile. Let's hope so.
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