Day 1 St Bees – Ennerdale Bridge

I had waited for this day for months, the sense of anticipation over the last couple of weeks had been a fantastic buildup, but I dreaded the dawn and a sense of anticlimax due to the poor weather. Having driven from London yesterday, through 6 hours of rain, I woke to find the weather forecast was holding true – it was grey and overcast in Kirkby Stephen, just as the forecasters had predicted.

Thankfully by the time I had been driven to St Bees there was not a cloud in the sky overhead, my spirits soared. The Isle of Man was visible on the horizon, across the Irish Sea, as I carefully dipped my toe in the water and selected the stone that was going to accompany me to Robin Hood’s Bay.

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The weather

How could any blog by an englishman not include the weather? Well, up until now I have been trying to figure out how to ensure that I could quickly and easily record the weather, and perhaps explain a little bit more about my travels.

Using Cricket Moods (I was so excited by the name when I spotted it buried in the depths of a plugin list – I so hoped it has something to do with cricket!) and adapted with a set of weather icons I can now include an update about the weather at the end of each post.

SunnyCloudySun & CloudOvercastRainSun & RainStormySun & StormsSleatSun & SleatHailSun & HailSnowSun & SnowThunder StormsSun & Thunder StormsWindyColdIgloo

So today I have been mostly painting, and if you had not already guessed it, procrastinating over painting by updating something here. It has been mostly overcast and raining all day, check out the icons at the end of the post…

The garden in spring

Took a break from painting the flat and spent the bank holiday at home (my parents). It gave me a chance to play with my cameras, and to perfect normal panoramas (see below for a picture of the garden) and fisheye images.

Unfortunately the fisheye images have so far come to nothing – not only does it seem devilishly tricky to get the images lined up (even with a rotator) it takes even more effort to stitch them together. No luck again this time. I will give them one last go from the top of a fell in a couple of weeks time and see if they can be perfected with the wide open spaces of Cumbria and the North York Moors.
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