" Sherran, Bill and Angie in the Lakes " at EveryTrail
 

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A rather dramatic white Christmas tree at the Salutation Inn.	Santa's gone skiing after too many Christmas puddings perhaps ?

	Full marks for our meal at the Doi Intanon Thai Restaurant in Ambleside. Classic Thai (These two pics of the restaurant and meal from their website as we couldn't find our camera at the right moment)

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On Monday everyone came over to us for a walk out to Low Ling Crag on the southern side of Crummock Water.

Angie's dog Bailey is 14 years old so the walk was more like a horizontal crossword . . . more 'acrosses' than 'ups and downs'.

Bill, Sherran, Angie and myself out on Low Ling Crag (Ann took the photo)  Front row : Bailey and Harry.

Whilst the walk was not wet, the thick summit clouds added an air of dampness to the day and an air of mistiness to the lens.

One of Chris's cattle still out with its calves . . .	. . . Elevenses at 3 in the afternoon !

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We continued on into the evening with a nice meal at home and then the girls sat and chatted in front of the fire

while Bill and I adjourned to the Farmer's Discussion Group Monday meeting at the Kirkstile Inn.

Our distant neighbour John McFarlane, a retired Chest Specialist, led the evening chat with an illustrated talk on Human TB

and with the influence of the local farming audience, the subject ranged widely to include badgers and bovine TB.

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Sherran and Bill returned home on Tuesday and Angie stayed on one night in the Lakes

taking up the offer of "B&B and evening meal" at Oak Cottage.

Wednesday, Harry had company for a walk . . .

After a mad Saturday evening with Sophie and Chris's retrievers (while we were in Ambleside)

today he had more four legged' company . . . Angie's dog Bailey is an active 14 years old sheepdog.

[ Many thanks to Angie for this and several other photos in this next set ]

The view over the field gate as we set off for a walk starting at Cinderdale,

on the lakeside just before Rannerdale Knotts (centre picture).

With the low winter sun, the lakeside path would be in shadow most of the way, but the afternoon was fine so that kept things bright.

I dropped the two ladies off and returned home with the car . . . so all pictures now are Ann's or Angie's.

Harry by Crummock Water . . . soon after the start of the path down the lake towards Lanthwaite Woods.

Harry by Angie.

Angie by Harry . . . I mean by Ann !

A recent refurbishment of this gate provided Ann with a corner seat and somewhere to rest her . . . walking pole.

The path follows the lakeside and includes open fields, gorse bushes, deciduous woodland and later coniferous woods,

a good variety for a reasonably short walk.

Another seat . . . this time a proper one . . . complete with talking dogs.

Known on the map as High Wood . . .

Known locally as that nice pine forest bit underneath Grasmoor, before you get to the boathouse.

See what I mean !

Harry enjoys a paddle and a play with sticks . . . Bailey prefers to keep his paws dry.

" Throw me another one "

What's wrong with the one by your feet ?

Heavy leaf-fall in the recent strong winds has left a tide-line of leaves a couple of feet wide . . . and a couple of inches deep.

The old boathouse, now with posh  new doors both ends.

The late afternoon sun adds a little colour to the cloud over the western  fells . . . and reflects nicely in the lake below.

Down at the weir the water is calmer and the reflections better.

More doggy "conversations of a stick nature".

The seat is more open now as the large tree behind has been felled.

Harry is never one to sit still for long . . .

hold your cursor over the picture to see what he wants to play with.

Back home and the fire is lit . . . the fireguard adding a touch of geometry to the warming flames.

Harry under the spotlight . . . while I was trying out the nice zoom on Angie's camera.