We returned from our holiday in the north lake district, in and around Ullswater, knackered after days of quite strenuous walking. The oddest holiday we've ever had. It hadn't rained for weeks before we arrived, and it never rained whilst we were there, and it didn't rain for at least a week after we left.
All foul and cold weather gear were left stowed in our bags. Most walks were conducted in T-shirt!
The solidity of the ground around Manor farm, also pointed to no rainfall around this area. Heavy plant were kicking up huge amounts of dust, as no water bowser was operating to damp down the area.
Inert had made great gains in their infill during the two weeks since I'd visited the site. The infill of the eastern half of Manor lake exhibited the most dramatic infill, progressing south by a considerable rate.
Our mighty 'pump station mound MK II' had been reduced in size considerably. A mere shadow of its former self.
However, this is where matters get rather curious, which should come as no surprise to regular readers. At least two John Stacey lorries were shipping stuff over from Chandlers farm, and dumping it along the south edge of the mighty pump station mound. Where upon a digger would load up a heavy earth mover with stuff, for said mover to take said stuff over to the infill.
I'm not sure why the John Stacey lorries couldn't drive onto the infill and dump their loads themselves. The infill, by the looks of things, were quite solid.
I noticed another daft aspect of the restoration. The route of the bridlepath, cleared some weeks ago by contractors, was now an overgrown mass of nettles. It is not possible to see the path. Oh well, I'm sure it will all be sorted out when Inert come to build the bridlepath.
I did not pay a Friday evening or weekend site visit, as we were now too busy decorating our house.
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