It was a lovely evening when I got round to another litter pick on Longridge Fell, I’ve been away. A Sunday often gives good results. The fields below in the Chipping valley were a wonderful patchwork as some have been cut ahead of others. The usual cans and crisp packets occupy the first few hundred metres from the car park. From then on there was little in evidence, perhaps someone else is covering the same route? Tonight however I must have been following in the footsteps of a chain smoker as there were cigarette butts at regular intervals, 20 a day? I don’t know how he or she had the puff to get to the top. As well as being a litter problem, I wondered about the fire hazard, as the fell is much drier than usual..
On the way back down, curlews were making a racket and sure enough a dog walker had his spaniel running around the fell. Of course, “he was well-behaved off the lead”
A little farther I came across a bird watcher I knew, he’d also had words with the dog walker to no avail. We chatted about curlews and other species still to be seen up here.
By the time I got back to the car, the sun’s rays were becoming weaker. Always a walk worth doing.
How times have changed. I downloaded James Bond, Casino Royale to read. Not far in “Bond lit his seventieth cigarette of the day.” How he did all that superman stuff on top of that is questionable.
Good point. Oh, but it was fiction, after all.
Whillans used to smoke like a chimney and yet had an impressive big mountain tally.
Well done for cleaning up the fell! Rewarded by those wonderful shafts of light!
Yes magic.
Well done BC, shame about the ignorant dog walker.
I meet one every time up there despite all the notices forbidding them.