Arriving at first light we lingered longer by the van than normal,both really not wanting to brave the elements.Gruff chose the far bank while I scuttled off to find some shelter from the wind on the near bank.This collection of lakes are stream fed and Gruff crossed over to the far bank,traversing a small weir that has a trickle of water covering the lip.
|I should be at home|
But their was a slight problem,the small weir that Gruff had walked across at first light was now running way over the top.Apologies for the misty look,but the lens was steamed up.So I had to go round to the other side and help Gruff up the steep banks.If you look at the first photo,you will see what I mean.Not a nice experience as the banks had turned into a slippery quagmire.Boots were pulled off,the both of us slipped,fell over and tripped again.Both of us being new to this venue we never gave a thought to how the water levels could rise so quickly.Not a trek back to the van I would liked to have undertaken at last light,as was the original plan.A lesson learnt on that score.Did I enjoy today?No it was a bloody chore and on the way home all the rivers are in the fields again,so lord knows where we will end up next week?
It's not all bad though as Christmas is upon us.I'm waiting expectantly for this on Christmas Eve The Snowman and the Snow Dog.Will it surpass the original Snowman from way back in 1984?Time will tell.Chuck in the odd Danny Kaye film and I will be a happy man.I love Christmas I really do.
I'll leave you with one of my favorite Christmas Carols,very,very evocative in my ever so humble opinion.
So this is Monty Dalrymple from high up on Yat Rock,wishing you and your loved ones,a very Merry Christmas.