Undercarriage lowered, clear to land.

It might have been ...
... Spout Force, but 'twas not to be.
I summoned up Google Earth and drove past the place, clearly marked ''Spout force - 1/2 mile walk''
They neglected to say "Bring your own parachute''.

I had a few shots of what is euphemistically called the path: two whippets could not have passed one another on it. The things masquerading as steps were such that Our Lass had to step down knee high precipices, not easy with restricted vision and ''Duck's disease''.
We'll use Plan B next time (There will be one).

We saw 2 different designs of dog-door at two styles, a few potential panoramas, a few more 1/2 decent Fluffy water attempts marred by near vegetation which I could focus past but spoilt a good shot and, of course, on account of a brew at Whinlatter visitors' centre, 30+ bird shots, mostly Chaffinches.

It wasn't until going through them I noticed this fellow was actually in mid-air and not on the perch, so it beat the dogdoors etc.