11-Mar-2022
A couple of weeks ago, we walked up from Glen Maye to Snuff the Wind, an oddly named, highly visible, and extremely atmospheric remnant of the Island's industrial past.
Today, our destination was the same, but we walked there right from our house in Lower Foxdale. After the mine, we headed down to St Johns via a (very rough) green lane, and back home by way of the old railway line.
It was a windy day... Yes, another one... But the sunrise was fab:
Extraordinary photographic effect here... Looks like a watercolour background...
Slightly more conventional...
The mine is always striking:
And you can't beat the views, even when the wind is buffeting you so vigorously that it's hard to make progress sometimes:
Another of the ubiquitous tholtans...
...with only the sheep for company
Rough track, excellent outlooks
By this point, the track is effectively a river...
A little drier now, after the watercourse decided to choose an easier route
And finally, back to St Johns, where this plucky magnolia is braving the storms:
Way to go...