" Local and Cogra ~ one day in the sunshine " at EveryTrail

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Every now and then, a forecasted fine day exceeds all expectations and with shorter walks at present

we manage both a morning and an evening outing in between all the other jobs.

Living in the Lakes can certainly give you quite a busy life.

T'was a cold morning this morning . . . and there's a heavy frost on the car windscreen . . . not that I have far to go today.

There was a good frost on the south facing windows of the house too but that was melting fast in the bright morning sun.

Here is one of the ice patterned windows to intrigue and delight even the most unappreciative.

The view up the Buttermere Valley.

Sunshine is the order of the day as I pass the Village Hall at Loweswater.

Last of the frost on the grass by this stack of logs in a local field.

The tall pine by the Village Hall, Mellbreak behind.	An old oak in the fields towards Loweswater lake.

A Loweswater Pheasant searches amongst the stones for anything interesting to eat.

A larger namesake adorns the hillside opposite.

Apparently the woodland was deliberately planted in celebration of this local resident.

I walk down beside the lake to view the Autumn colours.

The sun is high over Mellbreak so the main woodland is in shadow . . . but these reeds catch the light by the near bank.

	Time to play Good King Wenceslas and gather in some winter fuel.   I had no able assistant today so the wheelbarrow was in action to carry the logs across the field back to the house.   - - - o o o - - -   This would be a nice fine day to go flying thought the RAF !   I missed the first aircraft and only reached the camera after the second one had passed overhead . . .

By the time I had the camera in focus the Hercules was already flying high over Haystacks.

Then it banked and turned across the face of Great Gable.

These great gentle giants of the sky are a delight due to their apparent slow nature and low pitched engine sounds.

WHICH IS MORE THAN CAN BE SAID FOR THIS F-15 FLYING LOW OVER THE COTTAGE !

- - - o o o - - -

Ohh . . . that's better . . . it's quiet again.

An afternoon walk towards Ennerdale.

The tops of Pillar, Steeple and Caw are also snow-covered . . . but the valley is full of shadow.

We'll change plans slightly and stay in the sun as long as we can.

Old Walls.	Old Fences.

The view from the hause between Knock Murton and Low Pen

includes the panorama of Blake fell, resplendent in the afternoon sunshine.

Down below us, the top end of Cogra Moss reservoir.

Into the dark forest plantation . . .	. . . heading for the light and the car.

The sun has not completely gone . . . as it shines on through a gap in the clouds.

In the grey light, the Isle of Man can be seen with remarkable clarity.

Is that snow on the fields out there ?

The highest point of the island is called Snaefell after all . . . in Norse that means "the snowy hill"