More mist

Today’s guest picture come from my sister Mary. Finding that she had a vacant day in her diary yesterday, she took the train to Peterborough and visited the cathedral there.

We had another misty day here much like yesterday, with the difference that it was a degree or two colder. It was below freezing when we got up and according to our local weather station, it is warmer now as I write this in the evening than it has been all day. Since it is only 2°C now, that shows that it was never likely to be mistaken for a summer day.

On the plus side, it was dry and almost windless again, and there was no ice about to make walking a dangerous business for the elderly.

Mrs Tootlepedal spent a good deal of the day working on various spreadsheets so she wasn’t tempted to go outside but Margaret braved the chill to come round for coffee. After she had gone, Mrs Tootlepedal went back to the computer and I turned to cooking to pass the time in the comfort of the great indoors.

I made cauliflower soup very successfully and then tried making a gingerbread cake in the air fryer. This was an experiment which was a learning experience for me, and the result was overbaked and under risen. Still, practice makes perfect so I will try again. It wasn’t a great hardship to dispose of the uneven results of the experiment when spread with a little butter.

From time to time, I watched the birds.

There was quite a lot of active coming and going . . .

. . . and some good posing too.

The blackbird gave some collapsed nasturtiums an old fashioned look . . .

. . . and a goldfinch was ready to spring into life the moment an empty perch appeared.

I had hoped to end the month with another twenty mile cycle ride in the mist, but it stayed too cold for me. I don’t like riding at under 4°C in case I find an icy patch round a blind corner or breathe in more freezing air than is good for my chest. Even if the roads are in fact quite safe, the worry that that they might not be spoils the enjoyment of an outing.

There was no option but to go for a walk. I had heard that expert men with power saws and big machines had finally cleared the fallen trees from the walk along the river from the park. Since we are now able to go along it for the first time for a year, I gave it a go today.

It looked much like it used to at the start but the repairs soon came into view, and I had to pick my way carefully along the path at times.

They have done a brilliant job in tricky conditions.

I came out on to the Murtholm track . . .

. . . and when I got to the far end, I could see some of the piles of logs which showed how much work had been needed to complete the task.

The clouds were lying very low on the hills as you can see, but I still hoped that I might be able to walk home by way of the trig point on the top of Warbla. However, when I got up the hill a bit, good sense took over and instead of wandering onto the trackless open hill in poor visibility, I stuck to the track up to the Kernigal wood.

The going under foot was very good so I was quite surprised to see mini icicles on the plants beside the track.

As the track climbed, the visibility got worse and I was glad not to be out on the hill.

The wood was gloomy but at least I knew where I was going.

Perhaps one day the men with saws will come and clear the last two trees obstructing this track too . . .

. . . but in the meantime, it is possible to go round them by a little diversion up to the fence.

I got to the end of the wood, took the Warbla track a little way up the hill and then walked carefully down the grassy bank to the Auld Stane Brig. There was a lot of light ice coating on trees and grasses . . .

. . . a bejewelled spider’s web . . .

. . . and a curious sheep . . .

. . . but there were no views at all, just mistified trees.

I had had ambitions for a longer walk but it was getting gloomier by the minute so I took the direct route home by road, and by the time that I got down to Pool Corner it was almost dark.

After my cooking adventures in the morning, I was in need of more butter so I finished my stroll with a visit to the shop on the High Street, taking in the Christmas lights as I went along in an effort to add a little colour to another grey post..

A bit of experimental gingerbread and a cup of tea warmed me up when I got in, and after the regular Zoom with my brother and sisters, I took Mrs Tootlepedal’s place at the computer and produced the Langholm Initiative newsletter. As Mrs Tootlepedal’s spreadsheet work meant that there were new subscribers to be added to the mailing list, it won’t be sent out until tomorrow.

It looks as though December is going to start where November left off with dry, cold, windless and gloomy conditions, but as it says that it will be keeping above freezing, I may be able to sneak a bike ride in here and there.

The flying bird of the day is a passing goldfinch turning heads as it goes.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

34 thoughts on “More mist

  1. I was fascinated by the mini icicles on the plants and the spider’s web. Such a lot of tree-felling and still more to do! I am glad they have nearly finished the job.

    1. There are still masses of fallen trees left by Storm Arwen. They will never clear them all I think. However, almost all the popular paths are clear now.

  2. A gloomy day, but those Christmas lights give a cheery twinkle. Enjoyed the selection of birds. Next time, I hope you have better luck with the gingerbread.

  3. It was wise of you to stick to the paths – even some of those looked more like mud bogs to me than paths, however many logs had been cleared from them! Perhaps you will have some sun tomorrow to ring in December – you’ve certainly had your share of gloom of late.

    1. After a pretty good summer, we have plunged into what seems like perpetual gloom since the start of October though I daresay there were actually a few more fine days than I can remember when I look back.

  4. I love the goldfinch, beautiful colouring and not put off by the camera. I think you deserved your gingerbread and cup of tea.

  5. Magnificent bird portraits, and wonderful misty views. I do like a bit of butter on a gingerbread cake. Hope it turns out to your satisfaction next time.

  6. It was cold for your walk as seen by the tiny icicles but worth the effort with those interesting misty photos Pool Corner looks particularly wintry. Love all the posing birds and the sheep!

  7. Our weather was similar to yours today,although us being at a thousand feet above sea level visibility was very bad.
    Some great bird shots today,especially like the robin,dunnock,blackbird and collared dove,excellent.
    I’ve no doubt your ginger cake will be better next time round.
    I’m with you on breathing in cold air,it’s not good for my lungs at all. A recent X-ray shows I have mild emphysema,which explains my shortness of breath riding uphills recently. Although excercise is helpful,I haven’t to overdue it.
    Listen to your body as they say.
    Superb shot of the cathedral by the way.

    1. Emphysema turned up as a clue in my crossword today so I thought of you. Listening to your body is a;ways a good thing though it might lead to mild hypochondria from time to time. 🙂

  8. Freezing mists provide conditions for some beautiful subjects. The frozen spider web was a very nice find. The birds are always a pleasure to see.

  9. Those mini icicles make a beautiful bouquet. And the spider web, beautiful. We had ice, but horrible black ice so slick no one dared go outdoors, and the roads were closed with pileups of 27 cars and the bridge closed because of ice and then icicles on the upper span! Fortunately, it only lasted a night and a day and we fared better than inland.

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