Weardale in Springtime

Saturday had been bright, warm sunshine, punctuated by black skies, thunder and hail storms. But two weeks from now we will be walking across the last plain and into the Pyrenees, so we didn't want to miss any opportunity to walk. Besides, I wanted to start learning to use my new camera (birthday present). And the forecast said showers would start mid-afternoon, so we chose a favourite walk that would allow us to picnic comparatively early (sitting down in a shower being even less agreeable than walking briskly through one).
( Did we get away with it? What do you think? )

And by the time we got back to the car, the sun had come out again.