Showing posts with label the countryside. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the countryside. Show all posts

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Stonehenge (more student pix)

Shadow face by Jon:
by Jon:Sitting in the stones by Jon:
Tiff/Kylie hug by Jon:
Yoga by Jon:
Kylie by Jon:
All of us by the security guard with Jon's camera:

Emma by Jon:
Chris B by Rox:
and Chris by Bentley:

by Marshall:
Bentley levitating by Lauren:
Bentley levitates by somebody using Bentley's camera:

by Jon:
by Jon:

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Milton Abbey

Over (or through) the Blackthorn Vale,
and out onto the groomed expanse of turf (by Capability Brown),
to the lovely church


to sing in the choir stalls:

Friday, March 27, 2009

Totland, IOW

Hiking from the ferry (I think we take the coach this time):

Totland Youth Hostel, with some of the best cooking facilities on the trip:
Picnic:

Sunday, March 8, 2009

The Yorkshire Dales

Malham is a pretty little village in the Dales where we stay only one night before our first long trek over the Pennine Way in Yorkshire. My own literary association to this area is the James Herriot veterinarian series beginning with "All Creatures Great and Small."

Malham Cove is just a mile up the path, a nice walk after supper. To see photos of the top of this large limestone formation, see the blog from 2007.

Janet's Foss was a pretty stopover for people who took the slightly longer route:

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Friday, March 6, 2009

Wastwater and Wasdale


The Screes slant at an improbable angle up from the stilly water. Ralph, the mountain guide, told us about a German girl who was lost from the youth hostel a few years ago. They found her body more than a year later on the Screes. On the hike, Ralph talked about people falling, dying, getting lost in the mist. He wasn’t trying to frighten the students, just giving them information.

It’s so quiet here. There’s no sound of traffic, just incredible birdsong early in the morning, and the bleating of sheep. The mist cleared in the morning and the lake was still and clear as glass. The doubled world of sky-mountain-trees and lake bottom was an obviously magical place—but the magic was nature, not Faerie. (2003)