Showing posts with label Rain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rain. Show all posts

Friday, 20 November 2009

The Rain it Raineth Every Day

Barrow Park
After a week of rain a glorious sunny day and here are group of lads making the most of it on the 'all weather' pitch. The ducks are enjoying the unexpected lake that has appeared. Yes my local park is very wet. I came back with very muddy shoes.

Up in the Lakes rivers have broke their banks, homes have been flooded and the ground is so sodden that the water is pouring out of the fields onto the roads. They are advising caution on the roads so I thought I would stay close to home today.

Cumbria Live TV have a film of a rather wet trip on the roads around Grasmere and pictures of the rivers side walk that is now, well a river. Go and have a look here

More rain tomorrow apparently, but it is nice and warm with southerly winds so not all bad news.

Tuesday, 19 May 2009

ABC Wednesday - R

R is for Rain and Rivers

We British like rain, it gives us something to moan about. I once went on a cycle-camping trip to France, freewheeling off the ferry into warm sunshine. By the afternoon it was raining and it continued to rain off and on for the fortnight. Some days it was showery, for two days it was a deluge. Wet tent packed, wet tent pitched. Two days before we were due to return the sun came out and we dried out. It was one of the most enjoyable holidays I have had. Though that may be the wine talking.



The rain falls and trickles into Rivers. Early on in the year this river is quite full and the stepping stones on the River Esk are under water. Traps for the unwary, nice and slippy. This is cool clear running water.

But here at the estuary, Kirkby Pool river is making a sluggish journey to the sea.
Living on a small island we do not have the vast rivers such as the Amazon, or rivers that travel great distances, but here is the river that travels through London, The Thames. This is taken from the North Kent Marshes where Charles Dickens set his book 'Great Expectations', The oil terminal is across on the other side but the marshes are just the same as he describes them.
All rivers start in a small way, usually unnoticed, but this little dribble is the start of the Thur in Alsace, which gets a notice attached, and there is a rather nice seat by the side where you can gaze at the dribble, and the view down the valley.
When it reaches the town of Thann it has become rather more noticeable
In the summer when the water is low, a paddle is nice and refreshing, although I think the objective of these paddlers was another type of refreshment, at a riverside pub (The Aspinall Arms on the River Ribble).
Walking by river is always relaxing especially if you have brought a picnic, or you can use them as a guide to travel through valleys. At the end of a walk it is always nice to sit on a river bank. Here I am watching a Heron looking for tea. On my pocket camera you would just get an indistinct grey shape, so no picture of that bird, you get my feet instead. As usual I have got a little bit muddy.
Go to ABC Wednesday for lots more interpretations of the letter R