My first trip back to the UK for about five years for a week in the Lake District. I'd forgotten how good a English breakfast was, I'd forgotten how good (and wow, how real expensive) real ale was and how wonderful the Lakes are. Getting re acquainted almost made up for a week of miserable grey weather and next to no good light at all. But I'd travelled a long way, done battle with Charles de Gaulle airport (and came a close second) so I was going to take pictures regardless. This is Whitehaven late evening with me slowly sinking into wet sand trying to take a shot and keep my feet dry.