To the lakes with the children for a little relaxation out of the flow of normal time, or so it seems from up there. My aunt lives in Torpenhow, a village so small it only just about has a wikipedia article. Its to the north west of the park, beyond Bassenthwaite and Skiddaw, looking out towards the Solway Firth and Scotland. Anyway, the only minor item of interest to the outside world is that I finally climbed Helvellyn via Striding Edge.
And very pleasant it was too, though it can't begin to compare with the Stubai.
Also there was Allonby beach (or whatever it is really called; the bay near Maryport) and the Darling Infants:
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ps: Yes I haven't forgotten the sea ice. Sorry.
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Utterly beautiful images, actually. I came here to gloat, Stoat. My father fixed aircraft instruments in Alaska in WWII.
I will post what I came her for, first:
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I'm listening to an old Bowie song about "the silver screen". To the seat with the clearest view. And she's hooked to the silver screen.
These are my ex-girlfriends:
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O.K. I never got jiggy with that last gal.
It's nice to see a human being on the other side of the fence.
Ah, fond memories of the school trip (early 70s) to Wasdale. Red Pike & Pillar, Scafell and the pub where the teacher bought us all a pint. Under age I was too. ;-)
I'm crushed, crushed I tell you, to discover that Torpenhow Hill is a myth.
[Yes, I was sad too. I won't tell my aunt -W]