We were Sailing.. (March 4th 2007)

Wowzer.


The Screature was at Higham this weekend, so in a fit of inventive genius, (did I really write that?) the H.ster decided we'd go for a swift stroll up Sail Fell before picking her up after lunch on Sunday. Round, up, down, back. Bang. One hour. Tops.

Well, yes, we did the whole round, up, down, back, bang, in an hour. But not tops. More like bottoms, cos old mother nature wasn't playing cricket with us at all.

It howled a gale. So much that even we found it hard to keep our footing on the top. (And we do have two extra, compared to Hairyface!) Then she threw horizontal water at us. Not rain. Rain falls downwards, this came sideways. It stung my ears. I was so pleased when we turned the corner and had it at our backs instead of in our faces.

This is me watching the weather while Io just poses. If he'd looked at the sky instead of taking pictures, H would have seen what was coming, too

The H was all redfaced and shiny. He was really enjoying it. He kept opening his coat out and letting the wind catch it and blow him along. (I believe I may have mentioned his mental age in a previous entry!)

It was the first time we'd been up here too. Io wasn't happy at getting all wet and cold, but H promised we'd be back when it was sunny. And calm. Then we could walk round the field archery course his mate Simon had set up across the valley. (That's hairy Simon, who used to have the band.)



I was tempted to be sarcastic, but I refrained because I am refined! (Anyway it looked like it could be really pleasant if the elements weren't against you.) Here's a view across the end of Bass. Lake towards Binsey. The rain was just waiting round the next bend...