flying

Change of plan for today as the weather forecast was for a sunny afternoon.  After an early lunch (kindly made by my husband while I was at the hairdressers) it was hiking boots on and a drive to Grasmere. We walked the steep way up to Alcock Tarn and the odd photo stop was used as an excuse for a rest. A jet fighter flew below us when we were at a height of about 250 metres.

It was like a summers day up there. Only the gold/rust colours of the bracken indicated that it was Autumn. I got loads of photos of Alcock Tarn with blue sky and reflections, then this paraglider appeared and I blipped him. I can go and do the tarn again another day.