Monday, 12 January 2015

Fell Walking in the Lake District.

Enjoyed the crunchy snow and sunshine up in the Lake District this afternoon. Walked to the top of the fells above Buttermere, looked at the great views and back down in time for tea.

Great scenic walk, thoroughly enjoyed it and may well return to do the same walk again tomorrow.

Walked along with James Lomax on my treadmill by watching his video walk taken back in April 2013.  I've never met the chap in real life but would like to thank him for bringing the great outdoors into my winter hibernation via the internet!

Walking in the Lake District

Link to the video here.

Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Colours of Coverack

We love the way the sunshine makes colours pop out. 

Its a whole new paint palette for us when we are down here at the coast.
Little white boat

Boat with a bite

Pristine thatch and whitewash on Minstrel Cottage
Fresh new green and fading yellow of ferns on the headland

Sunshine bright on railings on the sea wall

Behind the harbour are fields of crops doing the growing green thing.

Blue and White of Jubilee Cottage windows

And this green blue colour is what we like to see when we are paddling.

Monday, 7 July 2014

I must go down to the sea again...

so I did!  

Out of the greenery of our valley and into the sparkly blue of our favourite spot at Coverack.  

A last minute holiday in the truly cosy Smugglers' Rest cottage was a real treat as we squeezed in a weeks playtime before the school children start to fill the village.

We usually have our holidays in the open plan airy Jubilee Cottage but this time we were daring and wanted to shake things up a bit so we stayed in the cosy low beamed cottage next door!

Usually this one is booked out because it has both a crows nest outdoor dining area at the front of the house just across the road which looks down over the harbour and out to sea.  This is great place for overseeing the fishing boats and sunrises, and at the back of the cottage is glorious little paved garden where we sat and chatted for ages as we watched the sunsets. 

This is the garden which has the famous blue fence and to open the teeny gate which is only about 18 inches high to walk straight out onto the battery is like being in a hobbit movie!

Back garden with tiny gate for Hobbits to reach the quiet cove at this side of the cottage

The Crows Nest panorama views from the front of the cottage

We keep an eye on the village and the harbour from here
Jubilee Cottage with blue windows is our usual holiday treat, Smugglers Rest is the cream cottage next door with the window boxes.

How lovely!  Wish I was still here.
Huge fireplace and a smugglers den in the alcove behind glass which was discovered during restoration work.

Lounge with window seat views of sea and harbour, a good book reading spot.
Even the bedrooms have great window seats, who needs furniture with views like this!
We nearly stayed in the children's room, it was so sweet, but the luxury of the huge brass bed in the grown up room was too much :)

Our Sunset at Coverack toward Lowland Point

Our Sunrise at Coverack

Sunday, 6 July 2014

Home from home from home

We left our lovely holiday sea view cottage in Coverack on the Lizard Peninsula this morning to come back to our gently green Tamar Valley home.
We settled down in the afternoon to watch the Tour de France race going through the hills and moors of our home county of Yorkshire, the race going past a few places we have lived.

I shall wake up tomorrow morning and not know where I am!

Friday, 27 June 2014

Birthday Bude

A birthday request for a trip to the seaside saw us taking a couple of neighbours for a day out and this is where they chose.  We were not excited with the destination, but I think we hid it well!  We have been to Bude twice before, it rained both times and with the only memory of a cold grey place, we had never thought to go back.

Previous Visit didn't leave us wanting more

 After a coast path stroll, a meander about the beach and ice creams in the sunshine, we happily changed our minds about the area.

One day I will find out how this rock was formed. Never seen anything like it. This is sometimes covered completely by sands after some high tides.

Stripey bands of grasses and wild flowers run up the hill from the coast path.

Regiment of beach huts, would love to look inside some of these, they can be like a Tardis and some folks really go to town on the decor.  All hidden away for now.

Coast watch station has the best views. Would love to watch a storm from this vantage point, inside the station though, not on the bench outside!

Low lying seasalt resistant plants jazz up the cliff top walk

Panorama of beach in sheltered cove at Bude

 Blue sky, white fluffy clouds, we stroll along to the next beach along...

Oncoming storm with the temperature suddenly falling and we wander off home with the sand in our shoes and a feeling that we can add Bude onto our future day out explorer list and off of the uurgh list.

We do live in such a beautiful area here in the Tamar Valley that places really do have to be at their best to tempt us further afield in our quest for ice cream and cream teas!

Late addition to photos, as suggested by C.J. :)

Saturday, 14 June 2014

Mashed up Drake

New experiment with mashed up photos.

From fairground ride to steam locomotive, Drake considers his travel options.
Guest post author today is Himself, I am so honoured :)

Using techniques I didn't know were in my computer, these photos are originally Buckland Abbey where Drake lived, the fairground is on the approach to Plymouth Hoe where he may have had a go on the rides instead of playing bowls if he had the choice.  The Steam locomotive was at Plymouth station which we caught a few shots of before rushing for our own train home.   The idea of a steam train would be only in Drakes imagination back in his time so the new flashy Art Deco lines of the Dominion of New Zealand A4 Pacific steam locomotive is merely a reflection in the waters.

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Pink Panthers on Dartmoor

Not quite 'Lady of the Lake' from the Arthurian legends, but Burrator reservoir and an ice cream from the ice cream van on the dam wall is a good second.

The ice creams flavour was meant to be strawberry, I thought it was more like the pink chocolate we used to see as children back in the '60's.  

The 'Pink Panther' chocolate bar was the same florid pink and tasted of marshmallow and sweeteners.  The sugar buzz got me walking a little faster for a short while!

Burrator Reservoir on Dartmoor.

Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Flags out for Scones

Found 'em!  I knew I had some photos somewhere of the Flag festival at Mortonhampstead
We visited this incredibly pretty village on Dartmoor back in the middle of April this year on a day when sun managed to reach as far as the top of Dartmoor and we always had wanted to see these silk banner flags.

The flags are made from the abandoned tents left after music festival sites and off cuts from a hot air balloon factory.  The flag makers are all local people and local businesses can make or commission their own flags.  This village managed enough community spirit to make 106 flags.  I don't think we even have that many people living in my village.

Flower basket topped railing along the pavement, Dartmoor in the background.

Building from all ages fill the village.

Just squeeze another style of building in here

 How cute can you make a Post Office?

When King John granted the town its charter during the thirteenth century, the rent was set as one sparrowhawk per year. The bird has become something of a symbol for the Town. 

This sculpture on the side of the building is by Roger Dean.

Finished the visit off nicely with afternoon Cream Tea.  The White Hart Hotel serves a Cheese Tea which reminds us so much of this treat from our home county of Yorkshire.  Much as we love the extravagance of the jam and dollops of clotted cream served with the traditional Cream Tea down here in the West Country, this savoury option was a delight for us.

My Mother is Queen of Scones and I have never been able to match her, I'm still waiting for her to write her recipe down for me.  Her cheese scones often include herbs.
Once, a new boyfriend of mine was offered one, and he spat out the scone in horror when he saw bits of green.  He thought he had been given mouldy food.  My mother was so offended that anyone could think that her fresh baked food was in any way substandard that his days were numbered as a boyfriend!
To this day he is only remembered as 'That lad that spat out the scone'.

My brothers wisely chose to live very near to Mum and regularly emails photographs of Mum's scones on cooling racks, scones with cheese on, scones with jam on, scones in a box to take away home, scone crumbs on a plate, big scones, party scones, its enough to make me book a train ticket!

Sunday, 18 May 2014

Countryman Cider Apple Orchard video

Yayy, I took a video yesterday in the orchard on the chance that it could capture the bees humming and you can just about hear it under the birdsong.

The previous post has the photos

Saturday, 17 May 2014

Blossom and Bees

Our home once housed the village apple press where local orchards brought their apples to have all the juice squeezed out of them.  Many flagons of cider must have started out in our house.

We took a run out to Countryman Ciders which is a family business with the orchard, apple press and bottling plant all on site at the 15th Century stables of a former coaching inn.  A little shop sells gallons or bottles of their own cider is next to a lovely beamed room which looks like it could hold a great party.

The orchards in all their pink glory were buzzing, literally, as  thousands of bees took no interest in us at all and their humming was a constant thrum as we strolled in the sunshine through the apple trees.

Different apples for different flavour ciders

Wooden formers used in the apple pressing process
Barn for tasting cider in

There was no way this barrel was fitting in our car to come home!

Bottles of honey coloured fresh apple juice and cider

The Orchard at Countryman Cider

Sunday, 11 May 2014

Tamar Valley Line

Trusting in the Met Office boffins, we set off on a day starting with drizzle which we reckoned would have turned to sunshine by the time we reached Plymouth.  

Gunnislake station in the rain

Trees have been cut down at the side of the track leaving a view of the village and viaduct which hasn't been seen for many years.

Orchards in blossom and our little two carriage train now enjoys the Tamar Valley with the newly revealed far reaching views

The River Tamar curves through the landscape. The south facing fields have been used for growing early crops and flowers for over 100 years .

Strange new crop of plastic bags?

The studded steel and stone bridge Tavy Bridge which is a railway bridge across the mouth of the River Tavy just east of its confluence with the River Tamar

Saltash seen on the Cornwall side of the bridges and we now get a much wider view with out as many trees.

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