Water, water, everywhere...

What a night on Sunday!  Blowing a gale and pouring with rain.  I honestly thought I was going to lose the tent at one stage but as you can read I've survived for another day's walking.

16 miles from Lancaster to Crooklands.

Lancaster Canal at Crooklands

My brother Billy and his wife Wendy joined me along with Carl (he's my nephew-in-law if such a thing exists!) for 10 miles of the walk.  It was great to have them along to keep me company - thanks all!

We were looking out over Morecambe Bay to the West and, to the North-West, my beloved Lake District.

Lots of heavy showers today which turned torrential when it was time to pitch the tent of course.  I'm staying in my tent at the Crooklands Waters Edge Caravan Park  - although I don't really need to be any nearer water in this rain.

Forecast for Monday is severe gales and torrential rain...which is nice!

P.S You would not believe how many ropes I have securing my tent.