Plucky fellow

Today’s picture is a wonderful burst of gorse seen on our Saturday tripgorse

Warning to those in a hurry: this is a very picture heavy blog post.

Saturday was another of the brilliantly sunny, blue sky days that have become commonplace here recently. There was however a brisk wind which didn’t look as though it would help my slightly suspect breathing. I didn’t go cycling as I was due to play golf in the afternoon and I didn’t want to jigger myself completely.  I did have time for a quick wander round the garden after waving off our latest end to end cyclist, Dave. He was heading north and looked to have a hard day in store. Fortunately he had planned a fairly short day and was headed for Peebles.

 shuttlecock fern
Mrs Tootlepedal wanted me to show the whole fern so here it is
astrantia
The first flower on an astrantia
 blackbird
One of our blackbirds. We have noticed a tendency to wear their wings like this.
wallflowers and tulips
The brilliant red tulips in this bed have had their day.
prunus
A prunus of some sort putting on a show in our back hedge

So after a restful morning I went up to the golf. Unfortunately, circumstances dictated that I had to play in a fourball. When we had taken forty minutes and still not completed three holes and I had already had quite a lot of difficulty in concentrating, I realised that there was no useful purpose to be served in annoying my playing companions and hurting my chest so I packed it in and headed for home. I don’t approve of not completing a round that you have started but equally there is no point in making yourself and everyone else miserable.

It also entered my mind that Mrs Tootlepedal and I were due to go to Keswick for a concert and I could see the round not ending  until it would be rather late for us to start out.

In the end, we set off to Keswick with plenty of time in hand and we chose to go over Caldbeck Fell on our way to see if the view was any better than a couple of weeks ago.

caldbeck view
It was a bit better but not much

We went through Caldbeck village and Hesket Newmarket and then we clung to the east side of the Lake District fells and were rewarded with some wonderful views.

mungrisdale

caldbeck commons

I love these unfenced hill roads. There was a map on the noticeboard in the picture which must give the unwary a lot of difficulty as it is placed on the board with north facing south. Still you can’t miss the hills.

 mungrisdale

Mungrisdale
Looking up one of the valleys from the Mumgrisdale road

We certainly intend to come here with our bicycles soon. There were lots of people out on bikes and we navigated past them with great courtesy (of course). Finally we reached the A66 and turned right to Keswick. We paused in a handy lay-by to capture Helvellyn and Blencathra.

helvellyn
The Helvellyn range to the south of the A66
blencathra
Blencathra to the north

You can see that we couldn’t have had a finer day for our jaunt. We arrived in Keswick in plenty of time and after a wander up an extremely busy High Street, we found a quiet place and had a meal. I had scampi and chips, described as being in a traditional basket. They also offered chicken and gravy in a  basket and I wondered how they kept the gravy from leaking through. As it turned out, the scampi came in a basket but it was also in a bowl in the basket so I think that was a bit of a cheat.

After our meal, we headed down to Derwentwater where we were going to visit the theatre by the lake. We were still in good time so we took the opportunity to have a stroll round the lake side, camera in hand.

park
A fine show in the public gardens near the theatre
 skiddaw
Skiddaw, across the town in the evening sunlight
 blencathra
Bencathra again
Mrs Tootlepedal
Mrs Tootlepedal on the National Trust land next to the lake
Derwentwater
Derwentwater
Island in Derwentwater
Derwent Isle
keswick gull
There were gulls there too
Derwentwater
A view
Hills
Another view
Island
Yet another view
View with duck
View with duck
Ducks with view
Ducks with view

Just before we went into the theatre, we sat on a handy bench for all the world like two old people on an outing. Because it was on NT land, it was a fine old oak bench and it was supplied with lovely views across the lake of course.

sunshine on trees

We had come to hear Simon Mayor and the Mandolinquents. He is a fine mandolin player and a very amusing man as well. The Mandoliquents are a quartet of two mandolins, guitar and bass mandolin. They play a wide range of music, including some wonderfully flashy pieces requiring jaw dropping technique. They mix the playing up with a variety of songs and diversions onto the violin and banjo, all accompanied with a dry wit from the players as they introduce the numbers. Mrs Tootlepedal and I have been to a good many of his concerts and once again we were not disappointed. It may not be high culture but it is enormous fun and good music too.

We got away sharply and were back in Langholm in just over an hour, driving within the speed limit on empty roads. Even the M6 was more or less deserted and were passed by less than 10 cars on our 55 mile journey and had to pass only 3 ourselves.

Altogether it was a wonderful jaunt.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

3 thoughts on “Plucky fellow

  1. Wow, what photographs, I am going to keep this blog so as to look at the pictures again and again. The Lake District views are absolutely stunning. The concert sounded good as well, what a day!

  2. Did you know that you can cheat and set the date on a post as, say, the day (or even year) before you wrote it? Not that I would ever do such a thing. The date thingie is in the menu on the right hand side near where you click “publish”.

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