|View from the train|
|View from the station|
|Just one reason to visit Morecambe Bay|
|Morecambe Bay Sunset|
Funny how no one walks these days - not like they used to. With more and more cars on the road the emphasis is always on how fast you can get there rather than enjoying the journey. I had a meeting at the Lancaster House Hotel last week and though I could have taken a bus from the city centre, I decided to walk instead. The few miles there along the A6 weren't the most picturesque, but when the meeting was over I took the pretty way back along the canal - took a lot longer than driving, but I saw so much more.
Then yesterday I finally got my hiking boots back on again. Steve nabbed the car and was off conquering most of the Crinkle Crags range so I decided to explore more local paths and found a rather lovely route winding away from Grange, over the far side of Hampsfell and around the fields near Cartmel. Utterly stunning and I didn't see another person until the end of the route back up by the hospice.
|Finally back out hiking|
The views were glorious, the weather spectacular and the hedgerow laden with sloes. I already have 2 litres of sloe gin on the go, plus a litre of damson gin and 4 jars of damson jam - but it seemed a sin to leave them there and the "scratched to ribbons arms" were a small price to pay. But the very best part about it all was that I had the time to do it. No rushing, no racing and no nagging worry at the back of my mind that I really should be getting a move on.
|Ripe for the picking!|
I've heard many people wondering where this year has gone, it's flown by so fast and how can it be September already? But so did last year, and the year before that. Before we know it we'll be old and grey and wondering how it all went by so quickly without us even noticing. You may question my sanity for turning down a big contract, I could have bought a lot of nice stuff with the money I made - but turning it down has bought me the one thing the contract never could - time - and for me that's more important than pretty much anything else.
|Beautiful Morecambe Bay|