We decided to go for a little drive over the moors to feed the ducks. Dovestone Reservoir is nestled at the edge of the Peak District on Saddleworth, just out of Yorkshire and into Manchester. It was sunny. It rained. It hailstoned. There was snow on the moors. It was a little bit blowy and pretty nippy. We had a freezing picnic which we had to share with a cocky pheasant. Our little Freddie Bear fed the ducks and loved every minute! I nearly fell over 4 times - that's what happens when you can't be bothered to get your walking boots out of the garage and you try to walk muddy paths in a pair of converse!
We went to the seaside! In typical British fashion, we sat on the beach with our coats pulled tight and our hoods pulled up. We ate fish n chips, played slots in the arcade and lost more money in the never-ever-win teddy grabber machine. We had fun! After a couple of hours in Scarborough's South Bay we drove down to Flamborough to have a little walk along the head. The wind had picked up a bit by this point, so we bundled ourselves into the Headland Cafe for tea and cake. We also got a chance to watch the Coastguard doing a bit of helicopter training in the strong winds which was very cool to see. Seriously impressive flying! A leisurely drive home with a few little scenic stop-offs finished our day - one of which was to the lovely 14th Century church in Harpham. Here's some snaps.
The sun made a rare appearance, so we donned our wellies and headed up the road to the Priory. As always, I grabbed a camera and a couple of lenses - one of which was a 43 year old Russian lens which can be a pain to use, but can also give some fun effects. Little Mr Short Legs got tired after walking for about a half hour, but we still managed to have fun and take some snaps. We also spotted an Easter Bunny!
Like many locals in my area, the sight of the 8 tall chimneys of Ferrybridge Power Station C blowing into the sky are a welcoming sign that you're almost home. Due to the upcoming closure of the site, I headed out to stand in the remnants of a spooky abandoned graveyard to catch a few nighttime shots of the smokers before they blow their last.
It feels like it's been winter forever here in Yorkshire, so this morning we took advantage of the nice(ish) weather and wandered into the local woods.
We jumped in streams, played with sticks and generally pretended to be Indiana Jones. One of us had a few toddler tantrums too - and it wasn't me for a change!
Anyway - here's a few snaps.
Thought I'd start this little blog to let people know what we get up to. Some personal stuff thrown in the mix too.