We started walking up the glen, having decided not to take lunch but return to the car for it. We had done a circular walk from here some time ago, but it had entailed a lot of road walking and coming back along the coast path, neither of which were particularly appealing today. The going was rather muddy under the trees, with bits of the path eroded into the stream. As we were passing, we went up to Glen Coar station
There were no trains so, we headed back down to the glen. We walked around the bridge to get a shot of the little house from a slightly different angle than usual
I then headed over the bridge to see if I could get an interesting shot looking back across it. Instead I had a face peering through the gaps
On the far side of the octagonal seating area, I found a tree trunk with some intact fungus on it
As we walked up the path, we got closer to the house and water wheel. As this is a shot that everyone who goes to Groudle takes, I decided to photoshop it to make it look a bit different
We carried on up the Glen, with the sky above getting progressively darker
Though that tree looks black and white, it is in colour - you need to look really close to see it. A little further on, just before going into Molly Quirk's Glen, we spotted some fungus that looked like orange peel. By now, it was so dismal that to get a shot entailed using flash.
As we neared the road, we spotted a rope swing over the river. Dave wouldn't get on it so I could take some pictures though.
As we went under the tunnel between the glens, we paused for a photo. I'd carried my tripod up here, I was determined to use it!
There were still some splashes of autumn colour in the glen
As we reached the furthest point from the car that we were going to on this walk, the rain started. The cameras went under the coats and we headed back towards the car. It eased briefly but then came on, heavier than before
We got back to the car and ate lunch whilst the rain battered down and discussed what to do next. My suggestion of going to The Trafalgar in Ramsey was ignored so, after some time we headed west. Dave reckoned that it would clear there first. We arrived at Glen Mooar and the rain had mostly eased. We got out of the car and walked down to the beach
We then decided to go to the shore at Glen Wylin to see if the waves were still crashing on the rocks. No crashing waves but, a bit of colour in the sky over Peel
The beach was cold, windy and desolate but, I love beaches in winter especially in bad weather. We decided that due to the bank of cloud there probably wouldn't be a sunset and so, headed home.



















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