Walking the Wall
|Setting off from Steel Rigg|
|Walking the wall with Crag Lough below us|
|Anyone seen Kevin?|
Soon we were hiking through a field of cows and for the millionth time I uttered the words, are you sure they're not bulls? All part of the joys of a country walk. Then there are the lambs. Like maple syrup to Canadians, lambs are a sign that summer is coming. As my husband says, is it because they are so cute that they taste so good?
As we enjoy our last days here in England someone asks if it's sad to be back? A strange question but everything we've done this week has been bittersweet.
|We walked across the top of here.|