Another short murky November walk up onto Longridge Fell, this time after all the rain, I’m keeping to the roads, which fortunately, circuit the lower part of the fell straight out of the village.
The end comes before the start, looking down from the heights onto the hazy village. I can see your house from here.
Autumn colours are constant companions as I stroll up the road running below the golf course. 
I take off into Cowley Brook Plantation for some off-road walking and fungus hunting, don’t eat the Fly Agaric.
I like the contrasting colours of the autumnal Larch with the evergreens.
When I emerge onto the fell road again, there a 100 yards in front of me is JD. He uses this circuit to keep fit and often tries to average 4mph. What are my chances of catching him? Fortunately, today is one of his leisurely walks, and I am able, with a bit of jogging, to come alongside, to his surprise, at the Jeffrey Hill parking.
The fells across the way disappear into the haze. Can you spot Fairsnape?.
We amble back down the road, chatting away and hence few photos.
But I think the top lodge looks idyllic. 
And then I can see your house.
I like the photo of the top lodge, even with the overhanging grey cloud it looks lovely.
Yes the top lodge looked so different that day with the autumn colours.
Viewing Fair Snape – as they say in Yorkshire, “nobbut just.”
I enjoyed John Scofield .
If you can’t see it, it’s raining. If you can see it, it’s going to rain.
Scofield is always brilliant.