Great to wander around within a couple of miles of home.The River Lathkil is a shadow of its former self. The deep green waters are no longer .The days of the beautiful river seem to have passed.The damage done by mining now taking its toll.we hoped to catch a kingfisher but no joy.The vegetation is dieing back now .A sure sign that winter is close
Out on the North Eastern edge of the Peak District today .A strong winds and cloudy skies made for a bracing walk.Grouse chattering away and a lonely kestrel the only activity out there.Fantastic views towards the Hope Valley to the West and Redmires to the East.
Listening : the wind across the moor and the grouse chattering in the heather.
A blustery westerly winds pushes us over the Moor. A solitary carrion crow watches us from a fencepost as we pass by. It is a splendid afternoon . Just off the beaten track we spot funghi in an old Oak grove and take a look. Further on we find the Nine Ladies sitting quietly now ,the tourist season over, and the Equinox revelers departed. That unique “special place” feel has returned. The wind continues to annoy the birch and oak trees and beautifully coloured leaves ,yellow red and ochre, skid through the air freed from their moorings. There are more funghi specimens hidden among the trees .The sky feel endless and the sun sends shafts of light all around. Near the entry gate the ground is littered with sweet chestnuts. Nature is not only bounteous but seemingly wasteful as well.
Listening: Anne Briggs “comes a time”
September drifts to an end quiet warmish days and showers. Pay a short visit to our friends Peter and Linda . We met a lovely watercolour artist Patricia Board whose work is wonderful and a retired farmer/countryman Peter Thomas who now spends his time woodturning using found pieces of natural English wood. They both said ” we love what we do ” .They felt like kindred spirits creating beauty simply because they could. Unpretentious happy artistic beings. Inspiring.
Listening : Windy & Carl : blues for a UFO
The Equinox seemed to sneak up on us this year but blessed us with a glorious day. We headed out west and wandered on a little known trail past Lud’s Well under the guiding hand of S.J. Hopkins. Buzzards and Ravens were out and about on a day that made you glad to be alive. Those darker cold times seem far away !
Listening : Jeff Pearce “for the darker seasons”
Bright sunny day saw us on a quiet track in the Derwent Valley .The waters are low even for August but lots of dragonflies around .The heather is beautiful and a south Westerly breeze pushes the huge white fluffy clouds across the sky.
Drove to Glossop for a late lunch but disappointingly the town had nothing to offer.Unlike Bleaklow .Windy and desolate yet exhilarating.
Listening : The Gloaming 2