Tom decides he is lost but luckily for him he is about to be rescued by Old English Sheepdog Bowman who will lead him in the right direction.
Looking west towards Glenridding on the shores of Ulswater and below Howtown from just above the Pier.
Wednesday was another horrible wet day so once again we postponed our walk for 24 hours and what a difference a day makes. Thursday was beautiful with blue skies and hardly a breath of wind. We headed for Pooley Bridge to catch the 12.10pm ferry to Howtown. On arriving at Pooley Bridge we were told the ferry was not operating and the pier was closed, but on further investigation we discovered it would be opened on the arrival of the boat from Glenridding and a few minutes later we could see the ferry coming towards us. We booked 3 men and a dog to Howtown to be told they could get us there but we would have to wade 25 yards from the Pier to the road as the Lake had risen about 3 feet and the footpath was flooded. We waited till the Ferry had departed before we made a spectacle of ourselves wading for 25 yards but thankfully it was not quite as bad as had been expected and we made it with slightly wet feet but our dignity intact. We then headed uphill on the 6 mile footpath back to Pooley Bridge and the views were spectacular but the ground was very wet and boggy in places. We arrived back in Pooley Bridge about 3.15pm for a refreshing cup of tea in the cafe next to the river and we were back in Langholm before 5.00pm.
Tom decides he is lost but luckily for him he is about to be rescued by Old English Sheepdog Bowman who will lead him in the right direction.
Looking west towards Glenridding on the shores of Ulswater and below Howtown from just above the Pier.
Wednesday was another horrible wet day so once again we postponed our walk for 24 hours and what a difference a day makes. Thursday was beautiful with blue skies and hardly a breath of wind. We headed for Pooley Bridge to catch the 12.10pm ferry to Howtown. On arriving at Pooley Bridge we were told the ferry was not operating and the pier was closed, but on further investigation we discovered it would be opened on the arrival of the boat from Glenridding and a few minutes later we could see the ferry coming towards us. We booked 3 men and a dog to Howtown to be told they could get us there but we would have to wade 25 yards from the Pier to the road as the Lake had risen about 3 feet and the footpath was flooded. We waited till the Ferry had departed before we made a spectacle of ourselves wading for 25 yards but thankfully it was not quite as bad as had been expected and we made it with slightly wet feet but our dignity intact. We then headed uphill on the 6 mile footpath back to Pooley Bridge and the views were spectacular but the ground was very wet and boggy in places. We arrived back in Pooley Bridge about 3.15pm for a refreshing cup of tea in the cafe next to the river and we were back in Langholm before 5.00pm.
2 comments:
I must stop taking photographs with my shaddow showing in the photo.
Fortunately, Tom has enough about him so that your shadow cannot dim his magnificence.
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