We are in a period of very consistent weather at the moment, grey and windy. The idea of a little boxing day outing was not very attractive but it was quite warm and not actually raining in the morning so we all piled into the car and I set off to the moorland bird feeding station to do my stint of filling up the feeders while Cat, the project manager, is on holiday.
We dropped Pat and Susan off at Skippers on the way and they walked the mile back from there and then after I had topped up the feeders, Mrs Tootlepedal and Mary set off to walk the two and a half miles home while I waited around hoping to see some birds.
There was not much in the interesting bird line at the feeders…
..but the fact that the feeders were still pretty full when I arrived didn’t fill me with much hope that there were a lot of birds about so I didn’t hang around for too long.
There were more birds in our garden than up on the moor.
There are still a good flock of chaffinches around as well.
After the ladies’ morning walks, we had a light lunch of ends and then went out mob handed for another walk. This time we went across the bridge on to the Castleholm and round the new path.
One of the benefits of winter walking is that, even if the light is not very good, you can get a clear view of things that are obstructed by leaves in the summer. This is the new footbridge over the Esk. It is quite an impressive structure.
This is the castle. It is not so impressive.
It used to be quite impressive.
This is the picture on a information board by the new walk.
I was pleased to see that the heron was in position at the Kilngreen but my little camera was not up to the task of taking its picture.
Exhausted by all this walking, the ladies indulged in some sofa surfing in front of the telly while I watched a broadcast of Edinburgh playing Glasgow at rugby. The attendance was very good at 13,000 equalling the number at a top football match in the city yesterday. It was an exciting draw at 23-23 with the very strong winds making playing quite tricky.
We followed this up with a light evening meal of more delicious ends and another highly entertaining couple of games of Oh Hell. Once again, I managed to avoid the embarrassment of coming top of the leaderboard. It is an aptly name game.
Our visitors go home tomorrow and we have had a delightful time over Christmas. It has only been a pity that the weather has been so grim that we haven’t been able to enjoy an outing.