23rd January 2012. Again ‘up north’, but this time in the north west: Grasmere, in the Lake District. This lucky shot was taken from the village itself, using maximum zoom, but with the camera resting on a wall. After playing two sessions, which went well (I think), we decided a little walk was necessary, and a trip around the lake – Grasmere – was recommended as a gentle amble, not exceeding perhaps 3 miles. So off we went; the session had been a short one, but as is inevitable, we had ‘missed lunch’, on the simple grounds that it was a lunch-time session. However, a substantial meal was in the offing in the evening; so what better than to work up an appetite for it?
We started around the lake widdershins, so were travelling south; and as the sun sets in the, er.. west, the glorious refulgence of its declining rays fell to the north-east. A tiny stream plashed down by the roadside.
The sun illumed the hills &c. The many small dark markings in the foreground are molehills. Actually, it was with some slight misgiving that we viewed the setting of the sun, in that we had not started on our perambulation until about 3:30 p.m., and the sun would definitely set not much after 4:30 p.m. in this latitude at this time of year. Indeed, a twinge of alarm and dismay passed through us, should we get lost – and end up blundering around in the dark, tripping over tree-roots &c. I keep two electric torches in the car… but my car was 175 miles away in Birmingham; a fellow-musician had driven me to Grasmere. However, all was well, and we reached the hotel at about 4:40 p.m., when it was definitely getting dark. As you may imagine, our dinner was much relished.