What is it with people here in England when it gets hot? I know folk comment on the weather coz we all have an opinion about it and its generally a good lead in to conversing with strangers, I know this because like you I sometimes use it to spark up conversation. HOWEVER…. These past few days have really wound me up big style.
Its been hot over these past few days, quite hot in fact, something we don’t get too often her in blighty only once a year perhaps and mostly in the season known as SUMMER. Now then let me say my wife Julie is not a fan of hot weather and seeks cover toot sweet! I dragged to Morroc one year on a 4×4 adventure and..well safe to say Im going on my own from now on!
Julie and Land Rover brolly makes her way to the top of the dune in the Sahara Desert
Providing shade during a lunch stop in Morroc
She doesn’t moan about it neither does she bang on about how cold is best, she was thankful of shade consequently on our new truck I’ve invested in proper sun shade awnings for her on the next hot adventure. The pics above are with our old and lovely old Land Rover Defender 90, we now have a Land Rover Defender 110.
So yes I’ve been in hot weather, in 2014 in fact it was even hotter in the desert! Anyhow I digress. I was stood in line at the local Post Office in Hatfield when the guy in front turned to me to asking WHEN this hot spell would break?…its been hot for about 3 days now…I said ” enjoy it while you can fella, it not like this too often” He turned away.. obviously I wasn’t on his wave length Im stood in light cargo pants overland shirt and wide-brimmed hat, he wore checked shirt, denim shorts and a leather man bag and nowt on his baldi head, he turned around again wiping his bald head in a gesture of “phew it really is too hot” I said “Fella you should wear a hat coz you’re not coping too well are you?” Looking at me he said “Well if I wore a hat it would make me sweat more” Without any sympathy I said “Perhaps you should emigrate to Iceland then pal?” Thankfully he moved to the counter and the conversation stopped. FFS what is wrong with some folk says I as I got served and went on my way, that cashier agreed and wished folk would stop moaning.
Today it was another hot sunny day as it had been all weekend body and souls were injected with good feelings..or should have been, love it here in the UK we are blessed with FOUR seasons! Sunny and warm..sometimes hot in our summer, milder as nature sheds her leaves flowers and summer colours, growth slows down leave change from greens to gold, this is called Autumn and beautiful it is too. Winter comes along with lots of greyness as Nature goes to sleep. Spring arrives with the birth of a new year trees turn from grey to green colours burst free in the garden led by Snowdrops and Daffs, rain, growth, rain and more rain and a bit more rain FFS! The its summer again, hey we have it all don’t we?
Today I was in ANOTHER line at the checkout at Tesco down Edenthorpe and the two old farts in front of me started….”oh its just so hot we don’t like it, the cashier was in the same mind, the old man with the Trump comb over and wool golf jumper looked to me saying y can’t beat a cold crispy day his wife agreed naturally dressed in her two piece outfit both chuckled, the dour old thing behind the till topped the conversation with “Well yesterday I stayed indoors with the curtains shut, I laid on the sofa watching snooker all day, I went outside at night for half an hour it were lovely” She was actually bragging about her day in the shade. It felt wrong to say in front of these folk I was OUTSIDE enjoying the lovely weather. Should have said it was natures way of weeding out the old fat and fekkin ugly people! I left Tesco feeling more wired that I did leaving a bad rock concert! (Duran Duran)
I do feel a bit down and impatient at the lengthy periods of long grey overcast days as Spring tries to elbow winter outa the way, other than that I love every season we have here in the UK and bless my senior days left on Mother Earth for I too am an old fart at 61 rs old
On the road with my pal Barry Walton thru the roof of his 4×4 nr Bechtesgaden one cold january day. Happy in winter as summer!
In my opinion January has been a long miserable cold month in general, even surpassing December as the worst period of the year. Mother Nature having made a half arsed attempt to hit us with interesting weather…rain doesn’t count coz it’s not interesting…Sometimes I think hedgehogs, squirrels and the like have the best idea! However, life is returning slowly as snowdrops have pushed up sporting little white heads and that little group of 10 or so in the lawn have expanded over the years to a full blown regiment in number they look nice so I’ll just leave them there, in years to come the side lawn will be overrun by an army of the Snow Queen’s very own!
The Snow Drop Army grows!
It was a glorious day yesterday with lots of blue sky and ice-cold fluffy white clouds, you know the kind, the ones that make you stop and stare. I grabbed my camera bag along with the truck keys and disappeared outa the door for a couple of hours heading for no place in particular, just cloud watching (and the road of course)
The skies over THORNE
The River TRENT at AMCOTTS
Black & White image of the river TRENT and its reed beds and wind turbines, FLIXBOROUGH lies just beyond the hill tops.
Black & White image of the TRENT’s reed beds looking in the direction of SCUNTHORPE
Considered and ugly sight usually. Power-lines..pylons..power stations
Following the TRENT a singleton RAF Tornado
Today I drove mainly around the edges of the HUMBERHEAD PEATLANDS, It can look pretty bleak in itself if looking for scenic views because it’s very open and flat. I drove north to Goole then right to follow the River Trent passing through Swinefleet, Reedness, Fockerby, Amcotts and Keadby then across to Belton, Epworth, Sandtoft and home to Hatfield. A good day topped of by a flypast for the RAF. I was stood on the river bank listening to the peaceful breeze and faint bird noise taking in the warm rays, in the distance I saw the jet coming towards me just a mile away and closing quite quickly as he followed the river, I steadied myself, got the camera’s red box dead centre meaning it had fixed focus on the growing shape I tracked it through the sun’s glare waiting till it was through and overhead and CLICK! Needless to say I had the wrong lens on! this photo was with the 18-22mm wide angle, ideally i would have had the 200m fitted..erm fellas can you go back a bit till I get the right lens on?….I can’t even get the YFB hunt girls to do this when they are “on it” Oh the hardships of a photographer! Capturing the moment can be really exciting and rewarding, posing the shot is OK too but the essence of the moment isn’t there.
Another drive..Today I went east beyond Howden for a look at a scene to photo that Id noticed many time before but never had the camera or been unable to stop due to Taxi duties with wife and horse en route to a RIDE YORKSHIRE event. It was the ALL SAINTS church on top of a hill just north of Market Weighton. A cold front had beat me to it today and the sky was already a huge mucky grey smudge, overnight we’d had a light covering of snow, more was due probably…
I’ve seen this on better days unfortunately today was not one of them! The sky was rubbish so the scene lends itself better to B&W on this occasion. Oh well mebbe next time…
I remember years ago when folk did something thoughtless Dad would comment, “That bugger’s in the Land of Nod”.. this inferred he/she was half asleep. Neither Mum or Dad was not ones for mincing words and said it how it was. So seeing this sign always makes me laugh and think about dad.
Some of my horsey friends will have seen this sign as it leads to an equestrian centre, I wonder if they ever grin too?
Today I decided I’d actually go there, after all I’ve been there loads of times according to my old dad! So down the lane I toddled for 2 miles I got to the end after passing nothing but a few farms and the end of the lane and nothing… So THIS was the Land of Nod! Dad was right after all and mum do doubt agreed!! I was smirking all the way back to the main road 2 miles away.
Off to the shop now for some carrots for the oss, I was heading towards Sykehouse on the back roads..actually all the roads around here appear to be “back roads” narrow twisty and sometimes very bumpy with deep dykes to each side, this did not appear to bother numpty -bollox as he blasted past me in a little grey Audi. I pulled out up ahead to pass a guy on a rig being pulled by a wolf…WOLF? he stopped for a natter. This was Dave from down the road and the wolf was a huge Malamute Huskey, to me and you a big wolf..
A careful overtake on narrow road..man with Shetland and child
Erm thats NOT a Shetland.
How big is he??
Id actually passed this combo earlier and came across him again after lunching at IRON HORSE EQUESTRIAN SUPPLIES…no carrots here today. After passing this combo again I pulled over and took these pics, Dave was happy to stop for a chat. He told me the dog was a Malamute Huskey and was on a regular 9 mile walk, Id pulled the buggy off the road but it weighed a ton! Dave laughed and said it was full of bricks to exercise matey boy. Amazing!! Its amazing what you see on the road isnt it?
Betty doesn’t care for the snow…especially when it lands on her snoz!
Pooka is not a fan of the snow either and is shouting me to get the damn door open!
Ive neglected this page for a while as I got over Dads departure from us and as photography took over especially the fun days with the horse fraternally, especially my pals from Yorkshire Farmers Bloodhounds, oh what such great fun out in the fields with the guys and their ponios! Im sure you’re all fine in spite of the bollox fired at us by the governmental directed news, and the lunacy that seems to be emanating from across the pond, I mean like…. fukcin really?? Let me post this, grab a coffee, and rejoin you!
Back on the road again and heading back into the interior this morning after an extra night at the horseshoe camp. The weather has been mixed up here at the northern bit, we have basked in warm sun…
A quick photo before we leave the windy camp We are rolling along the flat landscape, its grey the road is grey shale, the sky is blue and clear, a few splurges …