It was cold on Wednesday. Out for my usual lunchtime trip with my photographic colleague. The trip was cut short – or at least the time allocated to doing any photography was limited by the fact that I got a bit lost, taking a wrong turning – but, hey, nobody’s perfect.
Little Almscliffe is a small area of boulders not far from Harrogate in North Yorkshire. And is a few minutes stroll from a car park so it’s a favourite walk for local dog owners.
The gentleman in the picture had a Spaniel with him and, as is often the case, stopped to have a chat with us for a few minutes. He told us his Spaniel was almost blind, having suffered a heart attack which damaged it’s eyes and also left it partially deaf – though, you would not have noticed, it was a lively, inquisitive dog.
It turned out the guy was hard of hearing too – so our conversation was somewhat difficult – with him going on guess work and me trying to speak as loudly as possible without it appearing I was shouting – you know what it’s like. Still, he gave me some information which might be useful next time I visit that location – it seems as if some of the paths I might have gone down have been churned by tree felling machinery and wellies were probably the best bet.