My dear wife who is excellent at conjuring meals or picnics from nothing, filled our little basket and two more containers with goodies comprising amongst other delicacies, two lovely pork pies and a bottle of Rioja Rose....I should add that we only had a small glass each!
Ready for off. |
The target once again was Littledale on our friend the Duke of Westminster's estate, indeed our spot overlooks his grouse moor, where on the glorious 12th August the little road that leads up the fell will be crowded with Range Rovers carrying extremely wealthy individuals and their expensive guns.
Whether or not that will take place this year with this blasted virus goodness knows!
Coffee time |
A small vehicle parked almost alongside us, whose occupants appeared even older than us, wound their windows down, switched the radio on and destroyed the intense peace of the occasion. It was one of these ghastly commercial radio stations which are not appreciated by us!!
We endured it for a while and then we decided to pack up and move on.
We have never seen the Trough of Bowland so crowded, with four cars occupying our normal favoured spot with, amongst other individuals, a grossly overweight woman with skirt tucked in her knickers paddling in the river.
Overlooking the River Hodder |
This is all a result of Covid19, as normally in midweek we oldies would find ourselves virtually alone and all those crowds we saw today would be either at work or school.
As the temperature soared it became a bit too hot for us and we drove back home for a welcome cuppa and a bit of peace!!! The day could have been much better!!