Cinderdale

Went over to the Kirkstile for coffee this morning and then drove to Cinderdale  Crummock, the wind was howling. This is as far as Rip managed to walk, (the campa roof can be seen on the car park). Poor lad is slowing down, so we only do little walks that are getting less each week. Some days he refuses to go for a walk at all, but he still likes to go for a drive out in the van.
This afternoon, we have trimmed the hedges and cut down some bushes in the garden.