Diary: Black Rock and Velvet Bottom

For those of you rolling your eyes and muttering, "Not another physics post!" here is gentler fare.

Our lunchtime excursion today was to the top of the Cheddar Gorge, to Black Rock leading to Velvet Bottom. Did I mention it's been raining?

Rain, did I mention it?

The lead cow thinks it's the boss. Concurring, we hide behind barbed wire

The famous (and crumbling) 'Black Rock' - Clare has found a rock armchair

It's been crossed off our list till next summer, hashtag #quagmire.

Cheddar Gorge walk: north side

Thursday - an opportunity to leverage all those treadmill hours to advantage. We walked up the valley road, then up to the top of the north side of the Cheddar Gorge, along the top and back down to the village. Two hours.

I'd say impressive: Clare not so much

Ladies glow, or is it 'feel the heat'?

The author, rather blocking the view

Cheddar Gorge walk

Wednesday finds us walking the south side of the Cheddar Gorge. The sun is out and we're harvesting vitamin D.

Clare communes with Nature

The author fronting the Cheddar reservoir with Brent Knoll in background

The Cheddar Gorge walk - south side

A view across the gorge

Some pagan thing we do here in Somerset ...

Another little secret: we were doing a Fast Day on Wednesday - encouraging our cells to enter repair mode, take a holiday from all that digestion and stuff. Didn't stop a Coors Light for Clare at the end of two hour's walking; and, 'Butcombe Bitter is a moreish Mendip masterpiece' so 120 Calories didn't stand in the way of a pint for me either.