“Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness” (Keats)
There were dire warnings on the Derwent chat room: rain, floods, more rain, enough to bring back memories of all those water ravaged Lakeland weekends. In the event, Buttermere was at its early autumn best throughout the weekend with rich warm colours glowing in ever changing light. The juggling of cars outside Birkness Cottage (FRCC) on the Friday night was not too complex, and by eleven, final cups of tea had been finished, vague plans suggested, and sleeping bags occupied. Another wild Lakeland evening.
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