A minor walk

Over the last week or so i have been the victim of the Manchester Man flu. It seems that i am not alone in my plight as the Man Utd footy team have also been struck down with it.
Having watched the Utd v Villa match, i would say that they are still struggling with it. However, how they managed to find the energy in the last ten minutes is a miracle.

So today i decided that i had to get some fresh air having not had a walk since a week last saturday.
I took a look outside and contemplated whether it would be a good idea to go out on a frosty and misty day or should i wait a while.
I grabbed my Paramo and wooly hat and decided to chance it. Camera in the bag i set off.
Within 10 minutes the sweat was dripping and i ached. Should i go back or carry on i thought. I’m out now so i will carry on.
Once into the fields the mist hugged the low valleys and i was hoping to get a good inversion but it wasn’t to be. I wasn’t high enough up today.

It was quite cool in the mist and beyond the radio mast Rochdale town was lurking unseen. I headed south to the woods above Oldham which looked brighter and the weak sun was beginning to penetrate and clear the mist.

The Beech, Oak and occasional Fir trees here are beautiful when the sun is low, casting shadows and creating colour. The undulating lie of the land traps the fallen leaves leaving a carpet of copper. It’s an absolute pleasure to be out when the light is so good.

Gold Beech leaves.

A squirrel gathering winter supplies. Not bothered in the slightest of my approach.

 The war memorial.

 Contemplating life.

The only person i met. 

He had been taking photo’s with his iphone and the results were excellent. 

We stood and chatted for 10 minutes, the day was warming up, the mist had cleared, the sun was out and the sky so blue.

I had been out for a couple of hours and thoroughly enjoyed the time out. Hopefully tomorrow i will feel better.