Saturday, September 5, 2015

Friday outings.



Where to start? Perhaps the 'fretting' weather as we approached the moors, fine misty rain and dark clouds gathering over the moors.  You climb up to the moors from the farm lands below, once marshy places full of water, today prime farm land, and then you hit the great dark landscape of pine and larch trees, forestry plantations, dark and forbidding, edged with bracken and heather. A wilderness of cultivated trees, as you pass along the old moor road, old stone gateposts tell you that once even this land was farmed right to the edge of the moor.

We stopped and I gathered some heather, and then drove down to the Wheeldale Beck, no one was there this time, so I walked along by the water, it was raining slightly so LS stayed in the car.  Sheep on either side, did not bother to move as I passed by, the water peat stained brown, rippling along. No mushrooms yet where the trees start, only the ground soaked by rain, puddling everywhere.  I took Moss in my mind along on this walk, a spiritual creature, who took no notice of the sheep or the water, he hated getting wet.

We came to Lastingham, which I have written about before, for lunch at The Blacksmith Inn.  A typical old world pub, tankards hang from the beams above your head, you are respectfully asked to remove muddy boots at the door.  Here you can order great pies, fish and chips, and a whole host of different meals.  We took the easy way out and ordered, me a ploughman and LS a ham sandwich, not exactly an anniversary meal, but we cannot do large meals at lunch time.  The small corner table in this pub is always 'reserved' I think for a single oldish man who we have seen there a couple of times, but he wasn't in today, perhaps it is reserved for a ghost from the past, a place by the fire with all the copper kettles and pans gleaming in the firelight.  The landlord always sits on a stool by the bar, not doing much.








7 comments:

  1. Nice photographs of the moors Thelma. Your heather is out I see - I love it and it needs enjoying while it is out as the season is so short. Our heather is out on Bellerby Moor and i can see it from my kitchen window. With the sun on it it is spectacular.

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    1. It is very pretty, I dry it and have it round the house. The moors can be so bleak sometimes and yet very beautiful.

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  2. Beautiful pictures Thelma thank you....Your description was so vivid that It felt like I was right there walking along with you....

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    1. Hi Ana, well I often feel that I am walking with you two round your part of Essex, especially the lake, both of you have very good cameras.....

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    2. Thank you Thelma....I do love our lakes....But your scenery of the moors are fantastic....

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  3. What a beautiful place... there is nothing better than walking outside in a misting rain!

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    1. The misting rain is fine, the cold northerly wind though was something else ;)

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