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Langstrath Valley, Lake District UK

To go,or not to go, that is the question. In fact he did. It took gentle persuasion and patience. It was, as you can see a wet day, our route was through some really magnificent country, pity we didn’t see most of it. I was riding my old sure footed mare Gracie aka TOGG. The weather broke around midday, to reveal blue sky and sunshine.

Mountain Rescue Box.

This was our short break at Styhead Pass, having just lost a shoe. It was me walking from here to Seathwaite and the end. I didn’t mind, but I was more concerned for the horse, as you can see, it was pretty rough.

The Days End.

Coming down Seathwaite Valley, beautiful sunshine. An amazing route,we intend to do it again.

Riding The High Country

It was a 4am start, on a beautiful weekday morning. The sun was rising fast and the clouds were rolling in from the West, the threat of rain was becoming ominous.

Ridge Riding.

Clear thoughts, in clear air, nothing better than a fine horse in good country.

Just Chatting.

Lake Ullswater in the right corner, just glimpsed as the clouds brought an end to a grand morning.

A Day Out.

Sprinkling Tarn, Lake District UK

To willow in the seductive landscape if the mountains. The peace of mind that comes with beauty, is real and calming.

The day started wet, but at least we were out, far and away the best salve for a mind full of thoughts bound for the interminable scrapheap of memory. The day finished in great weather, loved every minute of it. I like walking downhill, it’s less effort, and gives TOGG a breather, poor old lass.

Catch Up!

I am fat!….. TOGG told me so, as we were struggling up this damn hill. Mind you, it was a steep one. And here in the Lake District, there are a few, this one is Helvellyn, only 3,111 feet. I really must do some dieting!

Having rest like this? Not a good sign, but well worth the effort. My head tells me I’m a kid, my body states otherwise, and of course the body is right. But, onwards and upwards.