Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
Back in the Broad Acres
by admin - 18:42 on 30 May 2011
There's been rain. Light, heavy and torrential. And showers. But there's also been sunny spells, and the last two afternoons have been as summery as could be reasonably hoped.
There's also been great numbers of gypsies: slowing traffic on the roads and filling lay-bys with horses, vans and traditional caravans. It's almost Appleby Horse Fair, so all roads lead to Westmorland if you're a gypsy.
The police are out in numbers to reprimand owners of horses that stray on to the road, stop encampments springing up where they're not allowed, and keep traffic moving – or not, as the case may be. Our run from Sedbergh to Kirkby Stephen was curtailed by a police car blockade, presumably because of an accident further up the road. Fast traffic, bends and slow-moving caravans don't mix well.
Matchgirl and I are comfortably ensconced in the Turner Suite of the Green Dragon in Hardraw (check the website if you don't believe me), eating too much cake and taking things easy, although we have twice walked part of the Pennine Way and back – the one-and-a-half-miles from Hardraw to Hawes. The Pentax has been carried but little used. Sod's Law means that the time I didn't carry it was the time we saw an unconcerned owlet perched on a dry stone wall. We could have touched the fluffy grey bundle, it was so laid back.
Another fluffy grey bundle is the handsome, smokey-furred cat that begs for scraps at breakfast. Matchgirl would have him home in a trice.
We move on tomorrow. Where is in the lap of the rain gods, for we plan to go wherever the weather looks best. Spain could be the best prospect...
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