Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019

Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019
On the Archduke's Path in Mallorca

Saturday, 26 January 2019

Dutton Viaduct


Friday’s meander around Aston in North Cheshire, on which I will report tomorrow, passed under the magnificent Dutton Viaduct, pictured above during our brew stop.

The viaduct was completed in 1836 and comprises 22 stone arches and two wrought iron girder bridges. It carries the Chester to Manchester railway line over the River Dane and the Weaver Navigation.

I would have imagined that the 1830s were an era bereft of the ‘Elf’n Safety’ that blights the 21st Century, but according to Jen Darling’s research “it was one of the most successful and safe engineering feats of its time – there were no accidents to the workforce, many of whom were Irish and lived in nearby terraced cottages, during construction”.

Friday, 25 January 2019

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Pink Cinquefoil (Potentilla nitida)

 
Large cushions of this plant are littered all over the Dolomites, in this case on Alta Via 1 above Rifugio Scotoni on 8 July 2018.
 
‘Potentilla’ derives from ‘strong’, to reflect the plant’s resilience. The term was coined by Renaissance botanists to emphasise its medicinal qualities and success in colonisation.

As always, thanks to Gillian Price’s  Alpine Flowers book for some of this information.

Note: Open Live Writer, which I have used for a long time to publish my blog postings, has stopped working for me. Publishing using Google’s ‘blogger’ product results in very low resolution images, but if you click on the image you should get a better quality version, and for postings with multiple images you can view the images by moving through the thumbnail versions at the bottom of the screen.

Wednesday, 23 January 2019

Jazz and Hoar Frost

After the abandonment of an Eagley jazz session a couple of weeks ago when all but one of the Aire Valley band got trapped on the M62, and the lone band member foresook the opportunity to make his name by performing solo, we were hopeful of a better turnout by the Wirrorleans band on Monday night. 

The latter band, apparently, has a good trumpet player, but whilst the reeds player was still in Bolton town centre when the gig started, the trumpeter first feigned lost, then, much to the consternation of other band members, failed to appear at all.

Sue and I were near the back, so I didn't get a proper picture of the band, but you'll note from the top picture that whilst some band members were absent or late, Jeremy Corbin was first to arrive, with his set of drums, albeit the venue is a Conservative club. 

The trumpet was missed.

Today would have been great for a walk, but other duties took preference and we had to admire the hoar frost from the centre of the A519.

Sunday, 20 January 2019

Center Parcs 2019 - Part 2

A few more photos, but I failed to capture swimming, short tennis, floodlit tennis, archery, pool, pilates, hydro bikes and more.

Floodlit tennis was our final energetic activity, by which time we were down to three and a half active participants, this year's team being:

Robert - seriously damaged in a bicycle accident this afternoon when a chair got caught in his spokes. Despite his visit to the medical centre, and a very bloody nose, he honoured us with his presence for floodlit tennis.

Lyn - has serious difficulties walking and relies on chairs supplied by Robert; spent time in the gym but was unable to take part in racquet sports.

Louise - tries hard to overcome fragility to hard objects e.g. table tennis balls, but manages ok with shuttlecocks. 

Chris - normally very active, but seriously damaged an ankle playing table tennis on Saturday morning and required a visit to the medical centre. They advised him to stick to the sauna (luckily our accommodation has one) and the occasional game of pool.

Gerry - a game old bird, but awaiting expert opinion on a serious shoulder injury (torn rotator cuff?).

Stuart - a shining beacon of fitness in a sea of wrecks. Accused of being responsible for one sided contests.

Sue - not far behind Stuart, and ahead of Chris on the climbing wall, despite lots of Achilles massage.

Martin - shoulder and knee injuries inhibit performance. Except at pool.

We've had a great time despite any difficulties arising from the above and other unmentioned traumas. In particular, anyone claiming to be under-fed could be rightly accused of being untruthful.

Center Parcs - Sherwood Forest

Here we are again...

Thursday, 17 January 2019

14 and 15 January 2019 – Overnight at the Ryebeck Hotel

Beside Windermere

It’s Monday morning. Everyone is rushing to work. We are caught up briefly in that traffic, but soon free of it as we speed north for a couple of days in the Lake District, based at the Ryebeck Hotel in Bowness. Sue and I are enjoying this trip with Paul and Jeanette. The latter, unfortunately, has a foot injury that relegated her to a bicycle on what was hoped to be a walking break. Anyway, we all caught the ferry and set off along the west bank of Windermere, in view of Belle Isle.


At Bass Rock we turned left and headed over the top towards Hawkshead, passing some pretty cottages on the outskirts.


Here are Sue and Paul, striding into Hawkshead, where Ginny’s Teapot was a good place to rendezvous with Jeanette and to enjoy coffee and cake.


Paul had never been up Latterbarrow, so that omission was dealt with on this calm day with good visibility. My companions declined to venture to the top of the cairn.


Latterbarrow, like many small hills, is a fine place with splendid views to the high peaks of the Lake District.


Heading down to Far Sawrey, we passed Wise Een Tarn, and the site of the cover picture for our 2007 calendar – a very similar to the following picture, but the light was better in 2007.


Claife viewing station was apparently built by the owners of Belle Isle, to give them a good view of Windermere.


Here’s the view in the direction of Ghyll Head.


It was late afternoon, with monochromatic light, as we looked across Belle Isle to the summits of High Street.


Dark by the time we’d crossed back over the ferry and re-joined Jeanette at the Ryebeck. Here’s our route – 22 km with 600 metres ascent. Ideal for a winter’s day out.


The Ryebeck is blessed with the presence of top chef, Nick Edgar. Here’s his delicious duck liver starter.


I’m not one for taking many ‘food’ pictures, but these two desserts had me reaching for the camera. First, a lemon dessert not on the menu – one of Nick’s experiments. Those who had it were most impressed.


I chose the Chocolate Blancmange dessert, with praline ice-cream, caramelised hazelnuts and poached pears. Delicious.


All too soon, it was time for rest, and Paul enjoyed a full Cumberland breakfast whilst the rest of us stuck to Eggs Royale or similar. We were all set up for the day, and required little more to sustain us.


Sue and I set off from near Elterwater with Paul. We paused beside a photographer who had his equipment set up in an effort to capture a better version of the following image. He was waiting for the light on the mountains to be right, but he was complaining about having to ‘photoshop’ the campervan.


Paul was called away to attend to a mechanical emergency relating to Jeanette’s bicycle, and Sue and I headed up past High Close Youth Hostel. En route, the ram and the ewe shown below were indulging in French kisses through the gate!


We were soon ascending steeply, with good views over Grasmere.


It was quite fresh on the top of Loughrigg Fell – another small hill with fine views.





We wandered past quite a few folk on this hill – we saw nobody else out walking yesterday – and eventually followed a path that headed down to Loughrigg Tarn.


Coffee and cake at Chesters in Chapel Stile fuelled us to the end of the day. Jeanette – mechanicals sorted – joined us briefly before heading on a slightly longer route than our walking circuit via Elterwater.




There were excellent views up the Langdale Valley beside the River Brathay



At Elterwater we turned south, past a massive slate quarry.


The footpath back to Skelwith Bridge had some impressive stiles. Just as well we didn’t have Jeanette and her bike on this section…


Near the end of the day we passed a farmer’s field that had been covered with a temporary surface. “I saw a famous actress this morning” observed Paul – he couldn’t remember her name, but something involving acting seems to be going on here.


Here’s our route for the day – 14 km with 500 metres ascent.


Altogether, a delightful little break. Thanks to P & J for their excellent company, and to the weather for being kind on both days.

Tuesday, 15 January 2019

Loughrigg

More pictures - from today's 14 km walk from Skelwith Bridge.

Fuller report to follow.