The Magic Hour

When the crowds go home, the air falls silent and you have the lake all to yourselves.

Of course it's never exactly like that, but tonight Derwentwater was as tranquil and peaceful as I've ever seen it on a summers eve. Our plan for a couple of hours paddling drifted (see what I did there) into nearly 4 as it was simply too nice to leave, and watching the sun drop into the distant hills seemed the best possible way to spend our time.