Walking is good exercise for writers. It clears the mind. Mostly I walk around Durham but last weekend I went up to the Lake District to spend a couple of days amongst breathtaking scenery and the joy of my cousin's baking and cooking.This is Fern, my favourite dog in the whole world. She belongs to my cousin or rather my cousin belongs to Fern. Fern is one of the luckiest dogs in the world. She lives a few miles outside Carlisle in the country in a lovely house with several acres, a huge garden and with a person who adores walking. She is standing above Bassenthwaite on Sale Fell last Saturday afternoon when the day got out and the weather was gorgeous. We climbed up, it's a long haul but the views are spectacular.
She likes other people's sandwiches, she isn't particular what type they are as far as I can tell. When you go in the car to the chosen lake for the walk that day she starts to whimper with excitement. My cousin says she doesn't have much road sense but I think Fern is just perfect. There is a saying ' The more I see of man the more I like my dog'. If the world was full of people like Fern it would be a much happier place.On sunday it was a clear bright sharp day and we went to Castle Rigg, the stone circle beside Ullswater. I had never seen a stone circle before. It has been there for 4,500 years and it's the perfect spot for celebration with the moutains all around and people were picnicking there and children were playing. We did a circular walk from Castle Rigg, through Keswick by the old railway line which is now a lovely walk and back at the end of the afternoon to Castle Rigg again. When I am rich I shall have a little house in the lakes, possibly in Windermere in that lovely red stone which looks so warm.