Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew. He went for a walk yesterday with his son, and they found that their way was blocked by an overflowing River Derwent.
We had a rainy night here, and it morphed into a rainy day. The church choir is not active at the moment, and as a result I was able to while away most of the morning indoors without doing anything very meaningful or exciting.
It was too gloomy to spend much time watching the birds . . .
. . . and though a collared dove looked remarkably cheerful in a slightly brighter moment. . .
. . . even when the rain slackened off a bit, the birds on the feeder still looked unhappy.
It wasn’t an entirely idle morning as Mrs Tootlepedal improved the shining hour by adding some more artistic darning to a well worn bedsock . . .
. . . and I went shopping and made a batch of ginger biscuits before lunch.
My Carlisle choir rehearsal was cancelled because of worries about asking our conductor to travel down from Glasgow in bad weather conditions, so Sunday was totally songless for once.
In the afternoon, it looked as though there might be a break in the rain, and we both went out for a walk. I was hoping for something unreasonably energetic, so Mrs Tootlepedal did a restrained three bridges walk, while I strode off down the river to Skippers Bridge.
Although nothing was open in the garden, we are getting more excited about the first daffodil of the year every day.
The rivers were having to work hard to drain the rain away.
As I walked down the riverside path, I could see that the river was well within its banks, but bushes were getting wet feet . . .
. . . and Skippers Bridge was holding up the flow of water..
At the side of the bridge, the little stream that comes through the square drain under the old railway line was dashing down the hill with great force.
The river was too high for me to get safely down to the edge of the water to take a full picture of the bridge, but you can see that all three arches were in use today, quite a rare occasion.
I took a close up of the nearest arch to show the power of the water swirling through it.
It wasn’t raining but it was quite windy, so I modified my ambitions for an adventurous walk, and took the flat track back along the other side of the river instead of leaping up a hill or wandering through a wood.
The track along the Mutholm is lined with hazels dripping with catkins, so I kept my eye out for any flowers. Once again I found them very hard to spot. I did see one or two.
As I walked along, grateful for the dry spell on a rainy day, there was even a hint of sunshine on the hills ahead . . .
. . . and it even came down to ground level for a few minutes . . .
. . . but there was no doubt that in general, it was great weather for ducks as they say.
They were enjoying paddling about in big puddles in a field.
They didn’t like me looking at them though, and flew off in a huff. The sun went in too.
As the path along the riverside through the wood to the park is still blocked by fallen trees, I had to follow the road from the Hungry Burn . . .
. . . up the hill to the Stubholm.
It was at this stage, that I felt really pleased that I hadn’t gone for a longer walk. It turned out that I wasn’t feeling at my peak in the cold, moist conditions, and it took all my energy just to walk up the gentle slope to the Stubholm, and then walk back down the other side to the park.
I was glad to get home, not long after Mrs Tootlepedal, and join her in enjoying a cup of tea and a freshly baked ginger biscuit. We had timed our walks well as it started to rain soon after we sat down to tea and biscuits.
Some very unseasonal imported raspberries had fallen into my shopping bag by accident in the morning, so I turned them into three jars of very expensive raspberry jam in the evening. The raspberries were in excellent condition, and the jam might be expensive but it tastes far fresher and better than any shop bought jam could ever do . . . as long as it is eaten quite soon after it is made. That will not be a problem.
There seems to be another named storm arriving over Britain tonight, but once again, if the forecast is to be trusted, we should escape the worst here. There may be some snow and rain with brisk (50 mph) winds overnight, but if all goes well, tomorrow should be a reasonably calm and sunny day by coffee time..
The flying bird of the day is a fuzzy goldfinch in the morning gloom.
29 thoughts on “A well timed walk”
The rivers are doing a good job at moving all that rain. Glad you managed to keep dry on your walk and that those named storms are not stopping by your place. Is it just me, or do they just get a bit over-confident once they are bestowed a name?
No, I am reliably informed that it is just that we notice a named storm more. And that is the point of naming them. We take more care. (I am sorry to give a serious answer to an amusing question, but once a teacher . . .)
Im very much of the “every day’s a school day” mindset so thank you, Sir 😊
It looks like you are very close to some serious flooding there, and I hope you get some reprieve from the rain. We have had a number of passing squalls over here today, and the forecast looks dire in terms of morning low temperatures this week. Life has stirred in many places, even the clematis started putting out some greenery. If it drops to 10 degrees F as predicted, that will kill or seriously retard the flowering and growth of many plants.
Frosts after warm weather are very damaging. We had a late frost last year which put paid to a lot of fruit.
My goodness, what a lot of rain you’ve had! Your photos showing the power of the water rushing under arches and down hillsides were very exciting. I’m glad you turned for home before you got over-tired.
I wouldn’t like to be seen crawling in public. 🙂
I’m always happy to see a blooming daffodil.
Those are nice shots of the hazel flowers, both male and female.
It looks like your rivers could use a break from the rain. Ours have both rain and fast snow melt to contend with.
There has been no snow here this year worth talking about so there will be no melt to help the reservoirs.
Glad to see the rivers are keeping the floods in line, cool shots of Skippers Bridge doing well. I’m excited to see the daffodil bloom!
I am surprised that the flowers know what to do as our weather has been very changeable.
Water, water everywhere! Hope the next storm isn’t too bad. Looking forward to seeing your first daffodil.
We may expire from over excitement when it finally comes fully out.
As we would say in Maine, such goings-on!
All that rain …
It is needed in the long run.
Loved all your pictures of rapidly flowing water especially the rush under the bridge. A treat of raspberry jam sounds just the thing to brighten up a dull day.
How wonderful to see the Langholm rivers full of fast flowing water as opposed to the dry beds of recent pasts.
I agree. They have been just a trickle for months.
The storms keep on coming…. Yesterday we had our second one that was not so heavy than the first but there was a lot more of rain. At the moment, we have a sunny start of the day but more rain and wind is announced.
I hope that you can avoid serious flooding.
Glad you managed a walk without getting soaked. Fine pictures of the swirling waters.
The rain is certainly making up for your extended dry spell. The close up of the arch shows the power of the water. I see the mallards are into temporary accommodation again
They like a nice quiet spot.
A container of unseasonable and expensive raspberries happened to fall into my husband’s shopping cart this weekend as well! Nowhere near enough to make jam, though, so I’m contenting myself with adding them to my morning yogurt and granola.
That sounds like a good destination for raspberries. A lot of my jam ends up in yoghurt.
The collared dove looks very satisfied with life and quite pleased to have found some dry land. Hope there’s enough water now to top up all the reservoirs. Love the header photo.
The recent rain was welcome from that point of view but I would think that we have still got some way to go before we will be fully topped up.
The river water looks very determined.