a Photo Blog, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to dear dirty New York
Samuel Johnson wrote Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia in the 18th century and I read it in college in the 20th (it’s where we get the word serendipity from). The grave of Rasselas, native of Abyssinia is in the churchyard of the 15th century St Martin’s church in Bowness. Lovely weather brought the tourists out in the pier area. Click any image to see them each enlarged to full size.
We kept walking from Wray castle to the ruined Claife Viewing Station and thence to Sawrey whence we caught the ferry to Bowness. Click any image to see them each full-size.
After alighting the ferry we walked up the hill to the castle, wandered round the grounds and peeked inside. The 1840s mock-Gothic mansion was being renovated, all the furniture had been removed and the ticket-takers suggested we might not like to purchase tourist tickets under the circumstances. But the walk around was gorgeous. Click any image to see them each full-size.