The Might Of Buttermere

Some how, in a haze it felt like, I made it to the Lakes. It is my favourite place to come when I need some space and escapism from all the silly things I find difficult at home.

Once I’d pitched up in a little campsite at Buttermere we just had time to climb Robinson (737m) and enjoy a very late lunch by a stream.

The best thing about camping is setting everything out, I love feeling that you have everything you need to survive in just a little spot. It’s the simple life.

Blipped today, Rooh, enjoying the view as much as any human bean.

And That’s Today’s One Through The Looking Glass