Jumping at the chance to go climbing again, we tromped to Black Crag in a spell of dizzyingly hot weather. Incredibly embossed volcanic rock, sticky as it could be, but somewhat marred by the steepness and, in some cases, poor protection of the routes. We still had a great day though.The following day we took a couple of kayaks out on Windermere. It was a steamy, hot and sultry day, and being on the water was perfect. In the midst of all that is Beatrix Pottery, there's something quite incredible and eery there: an island taken over by birds. Rocks and trees made white by bird guano, the island's a very spooky place. It's a sort of stag party venue for birds- oily cormorants and seagulls hanging out in trees, making quite a mess. Must go back with a camera one day.
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