…personally if I was a duck and it had pissed down non-stop for over a week I’d be pretty bleedin’ miserable. A light shower on an April afternoon and I’d be fluffing and preening and looking all jolly in a ducky ‘I’m quite waterproof’ way but on a freezing cold afternoon halfway up a mountain with a force 7 ramming precipitation up my lightly feathered derriere. Not likely…
Anyways – the excessive downwards water delivery has supplied excellent photographic opportunity with the overflowing river bursting over some stone steps above Lousã castle. Very pretty it was too…
More pics at my flickr page.
I didn’t surf today. Pfft.
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I bet it was noisy as well – nice piccy. I’ll pop over and look at the others now …….. whoosh.
[If you ever need a new home for your camera ..... *wistful sigh*]
Does the phrase ‘you can prise it from my cold dead hands’ mean anything to you? That’s not an immediate invitation by the way…
(Go buy a decent camera – you tight old git)
That’s a jolly nice photo old chap.
(p.s. you might want to try using a tripod…helps eradicate all that blurring)
Thanks Mr List. If wisdom were a tree sir – you would be a bush sir (name that movie for 17 bonus points).
Haven’t the foggiest… did he mean “bush” or “Bush” ?
Wow, those are beautiful!
It was quite spectacular. And cold. And loud. And you should never start a sentence with and. Or end it.
that makes me want to wee
sorry – long week, its very perty penfold, i likey lots xxxxx
Thank you Ms UDH. Maybe you should take time out, have a brandy, a cigar maybe… A Condor moment. xxx
Despite the fact we thought you’d fallen into the river at the time this shot was taken, it’s a loverly photo from a loverly day. And I’m glad you didn’t get your feet wet
xxx