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Mad dogs, field mice, cuckoos, and Bucks folk go out in the mid days sun.

Up not too early, had breakfast and watched a bit of Sunday morning TV. Helen spotted a field mouse that lives in the stone wall making dashes out to pick leaves, I failed to get a photo.

We took plenty of water when we left the house at 09:45, as it looked like another scorcher, sun block factor 30 was slapped on and Helen even wore a white sun hat. The plan was to walk the tops of the hills over to the sea at Ravenglass then get the train back to the hut.
The path the hut is on leads towards a river but we took a right to take us high over Muncaster Fell with views of both Eskdale and the River Esk valley on the other.

The climb was tough but once up top it was rolling but no shade meant it was quite tough walking. We saw lots of birds, Yellowhammers, Skylarks, and Pipits. We also heard several Cuckoos, then when we stopped for a break at some rare shade we got great views of a close by Cuckoo being harassed (or is that the other way round) by a smaller Lark/Pipit. Eventually thje smaller bird chased the Cuckoo off. Further on we saw another or the same one again in another tree.

We stopped for a break, water and fruits bars, near a cairn over looking the sea view, Sellafield could be seen, as could an Inviting looking lake. Next stop would be the lake then Muncaster Castle for lunch/ice cream. We found the castle entrance, stopped for a comfort break at the car park toilets, and then had ice cream and lemonade, at the World Owl Trust cafe, the girl there also refilled our water containers.

We opted to not pay to see the castle as it was too hot and they wanted £12! We followed the public footpath through the grounds and “accidently” got lost and ended up on a better public footpath that closely follows the river, spotted Treecreeper, Woodpecker, Heron and Merganser.

Another rest for another snack bar and liquids was taken in the last shady spot, at the edge of the woods. Then it was off for the final leg past the lighthouse, Roman bath house and fort before Ravenglass.

We got a bit lost as the footpath was not well sign posted, we were not sure if we had followed the path or not. We had a look round the Roman bath house, there was not much of it left.

We arrived in Ravenglass at about 14:40 just in time to catch the 14:50 train. We had planned to look round the seaside but it was hot and we were tired. The train is quite swift and 20 minutes later we were at Irton Road Station literally 100 yards from the hut.

We had not had any lunch so we had an early tea of my pasta sauce and garlic bread, and settle in for an evening watching telly and an early night. We had a lovely day even though it was hot and hard work.

Going Up North not so grim

Spent most of last night packing, the phrase “Travelling Light” does not apply in this household. Hopefully the Mrs won’t need the thermal layer she packed. Up with the birds (noisy b*ggers) and managed to fit said luggage into the car boot, which must have Tardis like qualities.

Headed off at 8am for the M40. Had an interesting moment on the A41 near Waddesdon when a large deer ran across the road. We’ve started our holiday bird list, so far we have red kite, rook, wood pigeon, blackbird, magpie, buzzard and kestrel. Heading for the M6 toll in the hope that it might be less busy than going through Birmingham. On the M6 toll hardly any other cars what a fab road. Best £4.80 I’ve spent since, well I last spent £4.80 I suppose. Podcast update: out of the 1300 Neil downloaded for the journey we are on no 2, first Andrew Neil now Anthony Horowitz. Blog update: its been a busy month, 599 hits so far, helped by the 60 odd hits via the RSPB retweet of the Minsmere visitor centre pic. Neil also tells me have reached a nice round no of posts since the blog started, 512 (note from driving Ed to non techies, that’s 2 to the power of 9 or in binary 10000).

OK thanks for that Ed, back to my in car ramblings. The bad news folks, is that we have 165 miles to go and this is the in flight entertainment. I’ll try for some motorway pics to liven it up a bit but don’t say I did’nt warn you. Sorry but its either posting here or the lorry alphabet game and I can’t face that just yet. Just be grateful we’re only travelling to the Lakes, if we were on the Dumball you’d have my waffle all the way to Odessa! Good luck to all the Dumballers by the way, great adventure, great cause.

We turned off the M6 at junction 36, and the road just climbed for some time. Soon we passed through Windermere, then stopped for diesel and a pee in Ambleside. Then we turned off the A591 onto the A593 a much smaller and twisted road. We found somewhere to park for some sandwiches and espresso from our trusty flask.Whilst sat under a shady tree we saw a Jay and heard a Cuckoo. Embarrassingly I managed to fall off, over backwards from the rock I was sitting on and landed in a pile a couple of metres down the slope. Only my pride was broken!

Next we had a dilemma either up and over Wrynode and Hard Knot passes or the long way round. Helen was all for the long way round but being the driver was not in the best of negotiating positions. The road is single track with either wall or drop at the side, and to boot it is the steepest road in England. I thought the steepest road was in Devon at Porlock?

The road is interesting and probably not to be tackled in the dark or winter (when access is banned). Helen managed to get some shaky video between “sharp” intakes of breath. At times you could see only as far as the next bend then you got views as it twisted on up/down for a mile or two. At one point we spotted and large bird of prey, probably and Eagle of some sort, it was too wide to be a Buzzard. Without having to stop too many times we were over the passes and down into the valley, Helen could finally take a breath.

The weather was scorching but there was a brisk wind, to take the edge off it. We got a bit lost finding the hut, mainly because we ignored the advice and went over the passes, Helen was having to do the directions backwards whilst reading a map. Tom Tom was also a bit confused as it knew we were near but not on the right road, perhaps it could see a gravel track to get us there? We only lost five minutes and soon found the place, sat in the side of the hill with views up the valley towards Langdale Pokes.

The next door neighbour made us feel welcome and the owners soon turned up to let us in. The hut is well appointed with a big bed, so we should be great for the next week. We unpacked the car and had a sit down, before taking a stroll out to discover Eskdale Green.

We took the cross country route via foot paths, saw Yellowhammer, Swallow, Robin, Sparrow, and Buzzard. We found the well stocked village shop so we won’t go hungry and we now know where the pubs are. I write this from The Bower House Inn beer garden with a pint of Bower House Ale and an IPA. There are a couple of veggie choices on the menu so we should be ok for eating out later in the week. Suitably refreshed we headed back to the hut to eat the homemade curry we had bought with us.

In summary we had a great journey up with no delays, the accomodation is spot on, the local pub serves good beer, and the weather looks fine for at least 3-4 days. Things are looking good.

Porthleven to Poldu Cove

Very sunny morning after rain over night, might need the poncho today as showers are forecast. We drove to Poldu Cove to catch the bus. It is a lovely little beach and the waves were rolling in, they looked surfablen and the sign about surfing etiquette confirmed that it is a surfing beach. We spotted our first sand martins of the holiday, nesting in the sandy edges of the beach as well as skimming over the stream that runs down the beach.

The bus was late but we expected that the one we got the other day left Lizard on time but was late to Mullion. There were a couple of people I recognised from the bus the day before. We were soon in Helston high street which has a feature you don’t see very often. Each site of the road between the pavement and the rod there is a foot wide stream of flowing water. The bus stopped very close to a taxi rank, and one was waiting and took us to the car park near Penrose house.

From the carpark we walked through the park attached to the house, which is very mature woodland, but not many birds. The path runs along the edge of the body of water called the Loe. It is I guess what used to be an estuary which has been blocked over at the sea end by a sand bar. The pebbles on the bar were really polished.

The wind was blowing strongly not really tshirt weather, but the sun was shining bright. We walked along the cliff above the beach to Baulk point, where we had lunch. Helen made phone call on her mobile and claimed that Marconi being near by had something to do with the excellent signal!

We meandered on past Green Rock and on to Church Cove where we had a look at a small church, called Church of Storms, nestled behind the rocks. The wood work in and around the church was carved perhaps reflecting the carpentry skills of boat builders who would have been around in years gone by. The roof itself looked a bit like the inside of an upturned boat hull.

Round the next headland was Poldu Cove our walk was over quicker than we had anticipated. The weather held out for us, I think we were very lucky, at one point we had a shower to the north and a shower to the south. As it was still early afternoon (1430) we decided to have a look at Porthleven harbour.

We parked up for free in a side street in Porthleven and walked round the harbour, I got a couple of panoramas for processing later.

Whilst on Loe Bar I found a bird ring GB 11 S 42133, which it turns out is for a homing pigeon, I submitted the details and got back very quickly details of the owner who lives in Redruth. At least he knows that his bird was lost in action.

St Anthony in Meneage circular walk

Not such an early start this morning, we thought a more leisurely day was in order. We drove to St Anthony in Meneage to do a circular walk via Helford, which is near Frenchmans Creek made famous by Daphne Du Maurier. Getting to the start was a mini adventure we had to do manoeuvre round a dust cart and turn back due to a closed road. The roads in Cornwall can be unforgiving with their walls on each side so it is best to give them plenty of space.

After parking up (£2) we headed off up the river bank until we could no more, then joined the very narrow road. It made a change to be in very lush habitat that you find around valleys with streams at the bottom. In Manaccan we stopped at a coffee shop recommended by a talkative, and friendlky lady we had met on the way. 2 cappucinos and a pain au chocolat £5.80 reasonable.

More woodland valley followed on the way to Helford where we assisted some lost walkers. At Helford the heavens opened and we had to take shelter under a tree for a while, which gave me the opportunity to get this blog entry up to date. From Helford we headed along the permissive path along the head land which is part of the Maenporth estate. It is wooded and we finally added coal tit and long-tailed tit to the holiday list. The path dropped don to sea level many times and we stopped at one beach and had our lunch, cheese sandwiches again.

A bit further on a beach was invaded by a landing part of children in sailing boats being towed by two power boats. Towards the end of the headland we ended up doing a bit a circuit where the path is not very well signposted. Luckily the walk had been fairly short and we were not tired, so the extra walking was not an issue. We eventually got back to the car where I took a panorama picture of the river which was not full of water.

On the way back we took a detour to have a look at Coverack. Once back to the hut we went to the pub for a pint but it was closed. I took another panorama from the opposite side of the valley.

Mullion to Lizard Point (11 miles)

Woke up this morning to very bright sun, however the weather is supposed to turn a bit later. We were up relatively early made sandwiches and drove down to the green at Lizard to catch the bus to Mullion then walk back to the car.
The bus was a popular choice the people waiting more or less filled it up. After stopping at a couple villages and doing three point turns, we arrived at Mullion cricket pitch. There followed some confusion I had decided to leave the map at the hut but take a photo of it, trouble was I missed Mullion.

After asking 3 people we eventually found the coastal path. The weather was great the sun was out but there was a breeze to take the edge off the heat. We followed the path Helen spotted a seal.

We stopped for lunch at a place with a view, the cheese sandwiches tasted all the better for it. A bright green beetle landed on Helen and was not in a hurry to fly away. I got some photo’s and video of it. It really was tucking into the grape I dropped.

At one point I had a look over the cliff edge and spotterd some movement, through the bins I could see bird of prey chicks. We debated them into Peregrins but when an adult Kestrel turned up and fed them it settled the argument.

We were getting very tired as we approached Lizard Point but we found the time to have a look for the Choughs and were rewarded with cracking views followed by a fly past. The cafe was welcome we had a soft drink and shared an ice cream. We then headed back to the car via a less troden path.

We took the opportunity to whizz over to Helston sainsbury’s to get a card reader and the car washed. A long day but very enjoyable.

Two go mad in Bridgewater

Two weeks holiday bliss, were off to Cornwall and then North Devon. We were both up fairly early, the anticipation of a trip to Cornwall on our minds.
Eventually left the house at 0800 round the M25 and off down the M4, things were going swimmingly. We got past Bristol no traffic jams then we heard that a horse box had turned over round J24 and soon we were in a jam. We were near the Bridgewater junction so we thought a detour was the best option. We’ll never know if it was the best option, we ended up joining all the other people who had the same idea. Bridgewater was locked solid and by the time we got back to the motor way we have witnessed some road rage and the sat nav said we had lost 50 minutes.

Back on the motorway at junction 25 we were soon back up to speed and made good progress and were soon nearing our destination. Surprisingly we had not had to stop for a comfort break, although if we had hit another traffic jam I think I would have been tempted to stop for a coffee and a pee.

Our approach to Cadgwith was not the recommended route but we wanted to get a paper at Ruan Minor, so we ended up going down a very narrow road, (the sign said 2.2m) there was not enough room for the cart and a walker! As we got towards the village we had to go down a hill that was 25%, I heard a few muted squeaks from Helen! We were parked up at the cottage at 14:30 the trip had taken us almost six and a half hours without a stop.

We soon had everything unloaded and decided as the weather was so glorious we would head down to the center of the village for a quick look round and a cheeky pint at the pub. On the way there I took some pictures including 2 sets of shots to make up panoramas.

After a pint we headed back to the hut for some tea and an early night. The weather Sunday looks to be a washout.

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Aston Clinton vintage car

After a trip to Heathrow to drop some people off as a favour, I got home and Helen and I decided to go the annual Aston Clinton vintage car rally, which despite having been on very year, I had only been to once and Helen had never been to. We went by car because we happened to be out and about in it, but soo decided that next time we should go by bike as the queues to get into the car park were very slow and we ended up queuing for quite some time.

Once in to the ground we had a look round the usual stalls that you get at an out door event i.e. leather good, fruit, fishing gear, double glazing etc, as well as quite a large auto jumble section. Helen then had the idea to give Rory a call to see if he was about. Turns out he was about and we soon hooked up. Rory had his GTC Scimitar on show but despite some careful cleaning he did not win any prizes. We spend some time walking round the cars on display and taking some photos of them.

Rory invited us round his mums for a BBQ which we went to later and it was great to catch up with everyone round ranch C.

Hanna (***)

Interesting film about a your girl who lives with her father in the deepest tundra. Hanna is a trained by her father in preparation for when she goes back into the real world and is likely to be tracked down by a CIA agent who started a program to genetically modify human embryos to breed stronger humans for military purpose. The CIA person wants all traces of the program eliminated to cover up her mistakes of the past.

Hanna returns to civilisation and the action starts, as she travels from Africa across Europe with baddies after her. The film is very artistically filmed and there are some great scenery shots.

Submarine (***)

Thanks to C&A we got an invite to see a film at The Rex, the film is called Submarine. It centres around a young lad who is awkward and unpopular at school, he fantasizes about his own death and other things. He thinks that is dad is depressed and his mother is having an affair with a hippy and old flame who lives next door. He embarks on a misguided campaign to bring the family back together while attempting to impress a classmate , a straight-talking, eczema-suffering pyromaniac who “hates any place that could be termed romantic.

Filmed entirely almost entirely on Barry island it is a funny film but not that funny hence only 3 out of 5.

Dancersend NR more butterflies

Thought I would try out my newly found butterfly id skills, so Helen and I took her mum up to Dancersend NR, to see what we could find. We parked up at the pumping complex car park, and headed into the reserve. Dancersend is notorious for Duke of Burgundy butterflies so there was the potential to see a very rare one.

We headed round the reserve taking our usual route along the field to the bottom of the hill with steps, then turn left at the top[ and come down into the reserve via the foot path and over the large log. We stopped to take some pictures of some of the wild flowers for later identification, although I think Nancy had already figured out what most of them were. We did not see too many butterflies but I spotted a Cardinal Beetle. There were lots of Blackcaps or Garden Warblers singing.

There were some volunteers working in one of the paddocks, it looked like they were chopping the young hawthorns back to stop them taking over. We then headed back up hill back toward the car and got a few of the butterflies I learnt about yesterday. We sat for a wile on the Susan Cowdy bench, she was obviously an important person in BBOWT as there is a hide at Weston Turville reservoir. We then headed back, but on the way there was a spot that seemed protected, we could see two types Orchid growing, one was Fly Orchid.

We were soon back at the car, the weekend almost over, although I had one last appointment with my camera and the church, I needed to get a complete 360 degree panorama of the church, watch this space for the results. The final tally of butterflies was Common Copper, Common White, Orange Tip, Green Veined White, Brimstone, Peacock, Blue something, Grizzled Skipper, Speckled Wood, and finally Red Admiral.