Life on the edge
When I was in my early 20’s me and a couple of mates gate crashed a 50th birthday party, one of the lads knew the guy and as we had no where to go we decided to crash the party. This was your typical family do, old people, kids, curly sandwiches and a crap DJ, and me and my mates were the loudest and rowdiest bunch in there. All this was fortunately great news to the old man whose party it was and by the end of the night was alone with us on the dance floor living it up. As we left, the last to go, we were heaped with cakes, sandwiches and trifle, staggering drunkenly down the road. All this came to mind as we attended the 50th of a friend of Caz’s, she really did not seem the same age as the old man in my memory, how 20 years can change your perspective of age. The photo today is of Helvellyn, that’s the white top in the middle, on the left the ridge of Striding Edge can be seen, while on the right the pointy one is Catstye Cam. Click, as always, for a larger image.
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~ Linda
Fabulous image as always.
Surely the one on the left is Blencathra, the one in the middle is Everest and the pointy one is Kinder Scout?
Or is it just me?
Oh... apparently it's just me.
Can't wait to see the other panoramas later this week.
Great pics on here.
Thanks for stopping by my place :)