I loved the reflection on the water and the washed out colour palette here, with the snow topped wall just visible.
The hill at the end of the reservoir is the one we have to climb. So starting well I slip on the ice, crumpling my legs up underneath me, other than my dignity I wasn't hurt!
We came across these fabulous trees spanning a small stream. The Lichen was the most astonishing colour. I've never seen it that shade of yellow before. The stones round about were green with copper in, so whether that had affected the lichen I don't know.
This is the highest part of the walk on our way to the Forest Chapel after coming through the forset. Which in fact is a little used Church which has a service once a month. The gravestones dated back to the mid eighteenth century which was pretty specatcular.
Finally on the way back down to get to the pub for lunch of hot pie and a glass of cider. We walked for two hours, which wasn't bad for a first walk back. We probably only did about 5 miles as the walk was very steep and the path icy, so we took our time.By the time we'd finished my foot knew about it! But since we'd walked mainly on a road surface it wasn't as painful as it could have been.
