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Daughter and son-in-law Paula and Al are here for the weekend, staying as they did last year in Rose Cottage opposite.

With them are grandchildren Tom and Abi and Paula and Al's friends, Sue and Mark.

On the Saturday they enjoyed a walk from Honister to Buttermere via Dale Head

when I helped out with shuttle transport for their linear walk.

In the evening we all ate out at the Kirkstile Inn.

A rather snatched photo but we're all in apart from myself.



Ann and Paula.	Mark and Sue.

Abi and Tom.

As accommodation at Rose Cottage was restricted to four beds, Thomas and Abi slept at our house.



With the grand opening of our new camping pod . . .	. . . they each had one night of peace, quiet and luxury in the garden.

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On the Sunday we had chance for a walk together, staying locally as they had to leave early in the afternoon.

Start of the walk this fine morning . . . the red phone box.

The motley crew . . . Al, Sue, Paula, Mark, Tom and Abi . . . plus Ann and myself.

We walked down the lane next to the cottage and across the fields from Gillerthwaite.

The sheep here have lots of blue markings on their backs.

The reason is the deep blue ruddle on the front of the ram . . . it's tupping time.

Here he is approaching another of his ladies . . . but he is looking rather tired !

The footpath continues on towards Low Park.



The welcoming red door on the house 'under Mellbreak'.	Walking up to the 'rock' viewpoint.

There's a great view of the whole of the valley from this elevated location.

Click here or on the photo above for a larger version of this picture.



The rock has many small indentations . . .	. . . they are apparently 'cup marks' each about 5000 years old.

How many can you spot ? Hold your cursor over the right hand picture to see how many are there.

We leave the rock and head off down to the lake.

In the trees above the leading group is the Pump House.

It is the 'valve tower' or control point for the Crummock drinking water supply pipeline.

Dylan sets off on our often used path towards the foot of the lake.

There's usually a good photo here when the sun is not quite so overpowering.

On the beach at the outflow of Park Beck there's a family group with four identical white cockapoo dogs

	- - - o o o - - - This might be an often used path but it is not one we'll use any more today as we have planned to walk the other direction towards the pebble beach at Sandy Yat. - - - o o o - - - As I round the corner back to the Pump House the wind has dropped and the lake has suddenly become calm. - - - o o o - - -

With that calmness the reflections return.

The wider picture and the impressive double image.

Click here or on the photo above for a larger version of this picture . . . you may be impressed . . . (hope so !)

Onward and upward . . . leaving the lakeside for the slight climb up and over The Peel headland.

Sandy Yat . . . well there is a yat (gate) in the dyke (fence, wall) but it's pebbles not sand on the beach.

Having difficulty with "Cumbrian" . . . right click and check out words here

Still it's a great place to play . . . whether you are human or canine.

So many people about this fine morning it seems almost like Christmas has come early.

It's all dogs and photos.

Whilst on the beach we had chance to look around too.



High above Grasmoor was a paraglider . . .	. . . and another with a blue paraglider wing above Lad Hows.

The white pilot is descending fast . . . it must be lunchtime.

His colleague is joining him for a landing at Cinderdale.

Whilst I have the big lens on the camera, here's a photo up the lake towards Haystacks and Great Gable.



The track back towards High Park . . .	. . . from which we look across to Mellbreak Cottage.

. . . and the full length of Low Fell.

The forecourt of High Park, the frontage of which has "listed building" status.



It was a cold morning and there was ice on the puddles.	Dylan gets offered an ice sandwich.

Hold your cursor over the right hand picture to see how he gets on.

Al and Mark take the footpath back across to Gillerthwaite and home.

Harry bringing up the rear (apart from the photographer of course !)

Time for lunch and pack a few bags before they have to make their way home.

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