After a much warmer night than we have come to expect we got up and went for an early morning constitutional. I was feeling a bit down, the place is heaving with birds and mammals but am I getting any pictures….NO!…..We passed these, what I assume to be old log carts.
They are attractive enough to warrant a click but it dawned on me.The trees round about are over a hundred feet tall. I’ve seen and heard Owls, Buzzard and Woodpeckers. Now just at the back of the truck the terrain goes vertical , a slight exaggeration but I realised if I wanted to see birds then looking down on them would be a distinct advantage.
First we walked down to Patterdale for the paper, came back, had breakfast, saw the Nuthatch but he feeds on the blind side of the feeder. I’m very tempted to cut off a foot rest!
The expedition I contemplated would take a couple of hours. In fact we were out for four hours, today I would travel light, one camera one lens, no dog food, no Adrian food…Go for it!.. We did and both of us came back starving.
Molly growled, a low growl, I turned around and what did we find?…………………..
Alright the brainwave produced not one avian image. It was still well worth going out.
Tomorrow, I think, a walk up to the snow line, no birds up there so no doubt they will all be perched on my shoulder. Monday, I fancy a look round the old mines in Glenridding.
Never a dull moment.