Over the past few weeks, I've been spending some time up in the beautiful English Lake District, helping my eldest son to move out of his university accommodation.
Of course, it wasn't all work and one fine afternoon, Mark suggested we head over to Rydal Beck and try a little gorge walking.
What an inspired suggestion!
After days of rain, the tree lined beck was full; water surging down the narrow gullies and pouring over the waterfalls. It was a perfect day for scrambling over slippery rocks and throwing ourselves into deep pools.
The Lower Pool:
Mark springing from the bridge handrail
Ben flinging himself off the rock.
Then, it was up the gorge, eventually arriving at the biggest jump.
Interesting to see the different methods we use to silence the 'Are you crazy? I'm not doing that!" voices in our head.
...and you have no idea how long I stood at the top!!!
After a short absence, I'm delighted to be linking this to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe-Thursday, where the letter of the week is 'G'.