Just photos – no particular theme
…it rained some more. The forecast suggested a reasonably clear and bright – and dry – afternoon. It was, eventually, but the showers persisted longer than we expected, interspersed by sunshine here and there. Not a great afternoon for walking, but some dramatic lighting for a few photos.
The iron bridge, that is, at Ironbridge. The river’s high – the flood barriers were up, though it wasn’t quite up to the Wharfage. Perhaps the level had dropped a little. A leg stretch and a breath of fresh air were needed, making the most of what was left of the afternoon after a reasonably prompt Christmas lunch.
We’ve been here before – it’s a good place for an afternoon wander at this time of year, and generally good underfoot, apart from the lane below the hill on the way out. Hardly surprising after all the rain – we could see, away in the distance, the floods beside the Severn over near Melverley. There was a bit more cloud than the forecast had promised – even a brief unexpected shower. The rainbow was a bonus, I suppose.
The world didn’t end today (there are those who said it would) – and the nights are getting lighter again. That’s two good things in one day. To celebrate (!)), here’s a short wander around Bridgnorth, making limited use of the light…
No words needed…
We’ve done this walk a couple of times before – today, with plenty of sunshine and little streaks of cirrus, we did it anti-clockwise. It’s a bit squelchy underfoot between the lanes, and the path here is non-existent (though it is a right of way). But it’s very pleasant, quiet country, and the lane back towards Hurst Farm and its pools, high above the valley of the Mor brook to the south, has some extensive views towards Shropshire’s highest point on Brown Clee. There’s no time to dawdle at this end of the year though – the sun set as we dropped down past the pools and back to the car.
An hour or so towards the end of the afternoon, when the sky had cleared (and the temperature had dropped).
A day out in Yorkshire: not a photographic outing, just a wander around Ripon on market day, and later, a walk along the top of the cliff at Sutton Bank as the sun lowered
Still sounds slightly tacky, doesn’t it? Many of us will associate Barry Island with Butlin’s, even if we never went there. But the holiday camp has long gone – an estate of modern houses occupies the space. Yes, there’s still the funfair (closed on this cold but bright autumn day) opposite the railway station, and amusements, fish and chips and other familiar features of the old-fashioned “seaside” in and around the western colonnade. But beyond, there are rocky headlands and a fine sandy beach, with extensive views to Somerset and the islands (Steep Holm and Flat Holm – lovely names!) in the mouth of the Severn – or is it the Bristol Channel here?. Great for a stroll after lunch, before the long drive home.
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