B. B. C.

Or my latest challenge....
Blips By Car

I'd promised myself I'd head out today, just to be out of the house for a while. Sadly today didn't want to play ball and was mostly miserable (obviously it got nicer when I got home, hmphhhh).
I'd a quite narrow criteria - whilst I can now drive I can only walk a short way, and it needs to be on level ground *, so off I set with no real plan. I saw v v little, the cloud level was window height, the rain nearly constant and the few places I could walk looked lethally slippery.
Eventually I found myself near Ratherheath Tarn, which whilst private is completely viewable from the road, though I may have availed myself of their disabled access fishing platform. I think I've just caught the last few autumn leaves left after recent storms.

*it's predominantly your subtalar joint, the site of my surgery, that deals with uneven ground and allows the foot to adjust its striking plane.