Monday, 20 October 2014

Sizergh to Helsington Church

As usual lately I’m behind with blogging so today’s post is from early last month when William and I had a few carefree days up at Bay View.


The weather was very kind to us and a walk in the country was what we fancied.  In particular the walk from Sizergh Castle to Helsington Church.


The land was level along this well travelled footpath at first but we knew it was going to be uphill some of the way. 


Through that gate and round that bend in the path…


.. was this green and pleasantl view.


We weren’t there yet.  Still more climbing to do..


..before that white house came into full view.


Along with its farm buildings.


Some or all of that white house is available to rent through The National Trust.  If you follow this link you’ll be able to see what that lovely country farmhouse looks like on the inside.  It’d be a fantastic place for a break away from it all for certain.


Walking onwards and upwards and peering over a wall I noticed this farmer hard at work.  It’s always good to see dry stone walls being maintained and we’ve seen a lot of repair work being carried out over the last several years.  Our countryside just wouldn’t be the same if they were left to go to rack and ruin.


Finally the summit and the reward for our hike up the hill, The Parish Church of St. Helsington


.. with this wonderful, far reaching, panoramic view in front of it.  I borrowed this picture from a Visit Cumbria website.  It really doesn’t do the view justice but it was better than no picture at all.  Can’t remember why I didn’t get a shot of the view myself.


William and I both enjoyed a wander through the graveyard reading the headstones as we went.


Doesn’t everybody enjoy that?  Okay, I know maybe not everybody does but we certainly do!


The interior of the church with its lovely painted mural which was painted in 1919 and is  a WW1 memorial. 

After devouring the view and a good look round the church and its grounds we set off for the downhill ramble back to the car.


Our little dog, Muffin, is bobbing on in years now.  He turned 16 this week. At one stage he couldn’t navigate the steep steps down so William had to give him a helping hand.  At one time he would have practically flown down steps like that!


On the way down I peeped my head inside the barn we’d passed on the way up.


Won’t be long now before it’s full I’d say judging from the work going on in the fields around it.  I love our countryside and I love to see country life in action.


A couple of the sights along the route.


I thought this was a pretty sight.  I wondered if they were edible but needless to say that was all I did, just wondered.


It would’ve been nice to have spread a blanket and eaten a picnic here beside the car.  Maybe we’ll do that next time. 



A few minutes away from Sizergh Castle is Sizergh Barn where they sell home grown produce and locally handmade goods.


Including these baskets which I rather liked.


My favourite was this gondola basket.  They were all the rage when I was at school in the 60s.  I remember my brother made me one in his woodwork class.


And  now a couple of random pics to finish off.  The above vegetables were on sale at the Wolf House at Silverdale.  I loved the old rustic table, boxes and scales.  I must watch next time I’m there and notice if the scales get used.  I hope they do.  Looking at the picture now, I don’t think they do.  The weights wouldn’t have that much rust on them if they were in constant use would they?


And lastly, on the drive up to Bay View we stopped at the motorway services for a Starbucks coffee and this lovely vision with the Stars and Stripes flying pulled alongside the kerb in front of us.  It’s a 1959 Cadillac Coupe de Ville.  It was huge and it was immaculate!   It was fascinating too, just not your everyday sight.  Funnily enough we saw it again in the same place a couple of weeks later.  The owner sat nearby us and we got to chatting.  He told us the car’s history, most of which I cannot remember but it was interesting at the time. :-)

Until next time,





Saturday, 27 September 2014

Coniston Water

Time is getting short now for our weekends at Bay View.  The season closes on 1st November so we are doing our best to make the most of the time we have left.  With that in mind last Friday night Caroline, Charlie, George and I loaded up the car and zoomed off up the motorway to spend the weekend in our little bolt hole.

For Saturday’s entertainment Caroline suggested a trip up to Coniston Water.  It being a superb suggestion I agreed without hesitation knowing that we were in for a good day.


It’s a gorgeous drive from Bay View up to Coniston and takes about 50 minutes.  Not too far at all so it wasn’t long before the lake came into view and we pulled off the road, grabbed our picnic and scrambled down the banking to the lake shore.


George climbed up high to eat.



Charlie perched  on a rock like a cute little pixie while he ate his snack.


It wasn’t long though before he climbed up and joined George on his perch.


The weather had that lovely crispy autumn feel. The boys played with whatever came to hand while ..


.. Caroline took some pics with her iPhone...


..including this one of me taking one of her.  I was very amused as you can see.


George and his aunty Caroline enjoyed a little chat.


Soon after, we drove further up the lake to the main touristy part of the lake shore. 


There’s a cafe here, boats and canoes for hire and cruisers to take you up and down the lake.


Here’s the steamer setting off on a tour of the lake.  The sky looks ever so dark and foreboding but it wasn’t like that for very long.  It really was a nice day.


There is nowhere in the Lake District that isn’t beautiful and there is no season when it isn’t a joy to be there but autumn has a magic all it’s own and I love it.  The image above was taken by Caroline.  Beautiful.  No other word for it.


George was the first to get his feet wet. 


The boys had a whale of a time in and amongst ..


.. and up the trees which surround the lake.


Turn your back to the lake, peer through the trees and there are tremendous views like this of the Cumbrian mountains.


Time was marching on by this stage but there was a little time left yet for more fun on the water and wet feet.

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Yep, despite the helping hand and the stick to steady him, Charlie’s right foot got wet through.  The other one just got wet!  Then it really was time for home.


One last pic before I go.  Isn’t that a whopper?!!

Counting my blessings,


Monday, 22 September 2014

Blackberrying With Charlie

Saturday before last was a lovely sunny September day.  I’m loving this mild and sunny September weather we’re having and now there’s a crispness in the air heralding autumn is on its way (tomorrow to be exact).  Which is good.  What’s not to love about autumn?

So what better way to pass the time than get out in that sunny weather and fresh air and collect some blackberries.  I must confess blackberrying is not something that I’ve ever done more than a handful of times but I knew that Charlie would want to do it.  He and his mummy went out collecting some last year and he loved it.


I had asked Victoria and her crew to come with us but they were all engaged in other activities.  Caroline and Trev were working.


So grandad, Charlie and I headed for the lake where we knew the blackberries were ripe for the taking and we all three got stuck in.


Charlie took it very seriously and worked hard filling his tub.


After a little while he took a breather…


  … and took in the view.


He also took great delight in pinching my tub of berries when I put them down to snap a picture and poured them into his tub!  He thought that was hilarious – the little  monkey!

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It’s a lot of fun but it’s hard work too.


All that bending and stretching.


So after quite some time we called  it a day and decided we’d got enough and had had enough!  It’s difficult to know when to stop though.  Every time you think that’s the last one you stand up straight, stretch your back, then spy another big fat juicy blackberry that you can’t possibly ignore and that one finds its way into your tub.  Stand up straight and again same thing - another big fat juicy one is calling out ”don’t leave me"!” 


Eventually we made the break and set off for home at a leisurely pace.


Via the park.


Down the path.


Alongside the stream, through Ealees.


I couldn’t wait to weigh our haul of nature’s bounty.  4lbs! – and every ounce packed with carefree fun and happy memories!

Apple and blackberry crumble never tasted so good!