We enjoyed a week’s stay in North Cornwall – eleven of us is a cottage. We were sandcastle builders, anglers, surfers, swimmers, walkers, readers, shoppers, eaters, drinkers, drawers and sleepers. The weather was Cornish – calm and azurite one day, opaque, blustery and drizzly the next. You never knew when the lifeguards were going to ban you from the sea. But a good time was had.
A dry and sunny spring day – a good one for a cycle ride with a camera in my pannier. I left Carnforth via the B6254, which heads westwards over the M6 and onto Kirkby Lonsdale. I had no intention of breaking any speed records and was not going to be intimidated by the slender wearers of lurid lycra who were bound to be overtaking me over the entire route. My aims were to soak up the views and the spring atmosphere and to explore evidence of local history in more depth. Ultimately, I had to be selective, as the Vale of Lune is endowed with an embarrassment of historical riches. I have not posted over half of my photographs and several places are worthy of complete pages all to themselves. But I hope you enjoy this brief survey of some of the highlights of this fascinating area. Continue reading
Wednesday 1st January 2014 and it seemed like a good idea to go to Crosby and admire the beach. Despite it being cold, wet and windy, it certainly was. This is a magnificent place. I am not a photographer, just a lover of places, but I will try to let my pictures speak for themselves: Continue reading
Discovering the old King’s Arms in Milnthorpe
I live in Carnforth and work in Kendal. I pass through Milnthorpe everyday. It is about half way along my route. It lies within the old county of Westmorland:
The sun is an infrequent sojourner in these parts, but he came out today, so I decided to explore Carnforth with camera in hand. As I crossed the railway bridge, an intercity express on the West Coast Line thundered beneath me: Continue reading
Here we are at home in Carnforth – “The Ford or Estuary Frequented by Cranes” which gives its name to this blog. I am setting off on one of my typical Saturday afternoon walks and thought you might be interested to see some of the sights which are so familiar to me. During the morning the sun was shining, so I thought I would be able to take some good photographs. However, it clouded over just as I was walking down my road. The views are, therefore, all a bit gloomy, but this is the north of England in November after all! Continue reading
Everything in the landscape tells a story, especially names. I mentioned a few interesting ones in my first two posts. You might like to know what some of them mean. After consulting the wonderful Place-Names of Cheshire by the great J. McN. Dodgson and published by The English Place-Name Society in 1970 and the indispensable English River Names by the brilliant Eilert Ekwall, I can now provide you with the following definitions and explanations: Continue reading