We met at Rudyard Station on the miniature railway.

Noting the information display…

we set off beside the railway track.

We soon reached the dam…

…where we took the bridge across the lake.

The lake was as smooth as glass on this fine sunny morning.

We passed the pottery display case which strangely hung out of place in the trees…

…and the holiday cottages perched on the hillside.

We are given a ‘bleating’ welcome by the weary goats…

…as we rise above the lake…

…before passing what was once the local YHA.

We take our break on the bridge across the stream that feeds the lake…

at the far end.

On our way back we pass a leaf strewn stream…

…which is full of frogs.

The geese lazily drift in the sun…

…as we leisurely make our way back.

before my wife and I enjoy a well-earned carvery at the Rudyard Hotel on this fine sunny morning