Scout Dike in winter

Picture: Ian Wordsworth

I love Scout Dike. It’s one of my favourite “get away” places. It’s peaceful and beautiful while still being functional. And it’s less than 10 minutes from our house.

The poet is still learning how to use his new camera, so we decided to allocate some time yesterday to this, and to breaking in his new boots, and, of course, to get us out and walking again. It’s been a while.

Mallards. (Picture: Ian Wordsworth)

To walk around the whole reservoir can take just 25 – 30 minutes. Less time for faster walkers.

We were stopping to pause, take in the view, keep our dog away from other dogs (he’s lovely, but he wants to play with all of them and they don’t all want to play with him and they could fall out), and take pictures. So we were there for at least an hour, possibly more. It was damp, chilly and grey, but refreshing anyway.

Picture: Ian Wordsworth

It makes a nice change to see the water level so high, although the pictures of the actual reservoir have been used on Facebook only (if you’re on there with us).

There are 25 good pictures and I’m aware that too many pictures on the blog slows down the rendering for some readers who only have dial-up or very slow broadband. That’s why there are only 6 here.

Silver birch bark. (Picture: Ian Wordsworth)

Because he’s playing with his new camera, learning how to use it, and wanting to make the most of its full potential, he’s being a bit arty too. He took pictures of bark, of tangled branches, of winter gorse and heather, of the nearest wind turbine, of ducks, of engine rooms and pump houses. Everything and anything. He used his zoom, he used the wide-angle. He took landscape pictures, he took close-up pictures, he took ordinary pictures.

It’s a shame the weather was so grey, but it was better than what we thought it would be. The day started quite foggy and we didn’t think he’d be able to take any pictures. But the rain held off and it wasn’t windy.

He had to put gloves on as it was a little chilly, but they’re good gloves he can still grip with and take pictures. If he struggles, then we might have to get him some fingerless gloves instead.

Me with His Lordship. (Picture: Ian Wordsworth)

He took a few of me and the dog too. In this picture, every time the dog looked at the camera, I was looking at the dog; every time I looked at the camera, the dog was looking anywhere else. This was the best he caught with us both looking at the camera. 🙂

In another picture, which is actually quite a good one of the dog, there was a rather unsightly green fence alongside us and he didn’t like that in the pictures very much. Facebook friends can see that one on there too.

But he didn’t want me taking any of him. This time. I shall have to start taking my small Panasonic again, so we have some quick snaps to look at as well. He’s not usually so shy, although some of this may be to do with the fact it’s his new camera and he hasn’t got the hang of it yet.

His Lordship. (Picture: Ian Wordsworth)

And, of course, the dog came too. And, of course, he had the best time ever.

When we got home my face felt quite wind-blasted and I was, apparently, quite flushed. The open air will have done us all some good.

We decided that as it’s so close we really ought to go along more often. We’re going to aim at 4 times a year at least.

For tea, he used up the last of the vegetables from our organic box delivery a week ago last Friday and made us a pork and cider casserole, which we enjoyed with bread he’d left cooking while we were out. So a hale and hearty day was,overall, had by all.

Enjoy the pictures. 🙂

2 thoughts on “Scout Dike in winter

  1. carolwarham 17 February 2015 / 8:20 am

    We’ll manage to bump into one another one day.


    • Diane 18 February 2015 / 12:28 pm

      We will. 🙂


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