DENT AGAIN (01/02/11)

The little grey cells are in overdrive today……….I suppose I could have titled this Dent Two. Or Dent Dent.

A similar wander to yesterday but in sunshine so the village looked far less depressing. We enjoyed heavy rain for most of the night but after the mist cleared this morning the world became a much brighter place.

    There is still cloud on the hills but shafts of sunlight illuminate both the fells and valley.

  Wonderful light and warm enough to venture forth without a jacket.

The shadows in the village are a bit harsh……………shut up now you fool………….it’s because of the sunshine. Most of these are shot one stop under exposed. I find it allows me to boost the white balance without blowing the highlights. One day I’ll be the boss and master this job.

The Adam Sedgwick Memorial. He was the founder of modern geology and invented among other things The Cambrian period. I suspect it had always been there but he isolated and named it. He was also one of Charles Darwin's tutors. It must have been a wonderful time to live. Wandering about looking at things and then calling them whatever took your fancy. Good job they did really………..I can imagine myself strolling the countryside today…………..there would be half a dozen different birds called Uma Thurman. Uma Thurman horses, cows and sheep. Uma Thurman trees. Chaos it would be.

I really like these lime washed buildings……..I wonder if you can still buy those little blue bags. They were great when I was a child. Whitewashing dairies and half the kids for miles around would be wandering around in various shades of blue. We must have looked like a tribe of diminutive Druids.

That’s us back out into countryside.

St Andrew’s Church peeping above the houses.

  This is a bit better view.

Dent Bridge spanning the river Dee. Not the worlds best bridge but it does it’s job.

Dent’s other pub the George and Dragon. It’s owned by the Dent Brewery the highest brewery in the UK. Dent also boasts the highest railway station so for such a tiny place it has it’s fair share of ‘ests’. The station is however miles and miles away…………..must have been an ancestor of Richard Branson’s who ran the Settle to Carlisle line.

We are almost back home. I’m parked on the left just past the last white building. I also see I have missed a house for sale sign. Spent an hour cloning out TV aerials, vans and bloody wheely bins. I did think of getting rid of the car but it is nearly as old as the village and in any case it would be quicker to ask them to move it.

That’s all for today unless there is a gorgeous sunset. Tomorrow the forecast is for heavy rain. Thursday is sunny so we may be able to wander up onto the tops and get a panorama or three.