Hills, Hills and yet More B**** Hills!

Let's face it, World Heritage Bath Spa is stunning at all times, anytime, but I got the first train out to there and then climbed and climbed and climbed and flipping climbed...

In fact, if you're NOT going uphill, you're going in the wrong direction and even when you're going downhill, you're going uphill - but in reverse...

Trying to walk among and negotiate Bath's rush hour's steep, narrow and so congested alleys, lanes and streets, far more suitable to horseback than nose to tail cars, vans and lorries, all in a hurry, to try and capture the iconic shapes looming through early morning mist turned my current fetish for good viewpoints in Bath into something more akin to a mad scramble.

I ended up beyond Lansdowne and Beacon Hill and into the housing estates beyond, over the hill, all the while the views back, through the clearing mist, interesting, confusing, even a bit weird. Reminded me of south Wales Valley's in some ways.

Of course, plenty of Autumn colour later, when the sun fully emerged but these are just mere postcard snapshots that any tourist could have got. I was no tourist, I was THE Explorer!

One with extreme Autumn colour is now up http://www.juzaphoto.com/galleria.php?t=2069334&l=en here!