So a closer look was called for...
The wind was whipping across the water and seemed to be coming straight from the North Pole. But at least we had a good view of the 2,759ft summit of St Sunday Crag in the distance.
All the while we were being watched by the local Herdwick Sheep.
"Make sure you get my best side."
With a little manipulation, you could hang the scenery on your wall...
All too soon it was time to head home. I mentioned the snow a couple of days ago and hinted that there was more to come. Well, on the Wednesday morning, we woke to quite a dusting and as we set out south along the M6 over Shap, there was plenty of the white stuff about. We stopped off for coffee at Killington Lake services and had a fine - if almost monochrome - view through the window.
Just the job for a warming Cortado and Biscotti to round off our break. (These two pictures, courtesy of Malcolm's phone, as I'd left my camera in the car.)
No comments:
Post a Comment