You might see weeds, but I see wild flowers

Tuesday, 12 January 2016

Mud, mud, and more mud.



The day started promising.




Sunrise over Wilstone Reservoir




But my goodness, it was windy ............. and bloody cold.

Muddy too. So muddy, it was difficult to walk at times; as bad as trying to walk uphill on ice.






We made our way all round the reservoir, along the old canal, and back to the car park. A Red Kite, Grey Wagtail and a Buzzard were some of the highlights. 
Not the best of visits though, the mud made it all a bit hard going.


From the car park, we headed off to Ivinghoe Beacon.


Would it be as muddy?



Not quite, but still bloody cold.


We made our way up to the top of the beacon, and passed a pair of bins hanging on a fence post.







Hard work getting to the top, slipping on the mud and battling against the wind.



Whisky enjoyed it though. A few other dogs to say 'hello' to, and the freedom to run around like a mad thing.









Not very many birds around though. Far too cold and windy for them I would think.



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