Did I, didn’t I……?

I opened my curtains with hesitancy yesterday morning. To paraglide or not to paraglide. It was still early but the clouds looked ominous and unfriendly and I could see the wind blowing the trees

There was a tiny chink of blue sky hope lighting up Cats Bell so I still had my fingers crossed….

The last time I had breakfast, was when I was here last. Catherine doesn’t have to ask me as I always have the same – delicious poached eggs, mushrooms baked beans and mixed toast. It’s like I settle into that routine immediately. Never eat until the afternoon at home but here, its natural and Catherine is just an amazing cook. The lovely Nicola who helps also greeted us with a lovely smile and chatter as she brought our food.

Now just needed to wait for the txt…..

Dead on 9am as promised a txt came through ….”it might be too windy but we’ll take you to the take off site and see then”……..OMG…more waiting. After numerous txts backwards and forwards they kindly offered to pick me up from Appletrees at 10am – we’d planned for them to pick me up from the bus station but they insisted, which was lovely.

I told Sarah and we agreed she’d go off for her Latrigg walk and I’d txt her as I knew more. I was trying to contain my excitement but it was starting to bubble over…..10 am seemed like months away…..

I sat looking out of my window tapping this away on my ipad to pass the time. I zoomed in with my camera and could see the sheep and lambs on the banks of the lake

10am arrived as I sat waiting outside and Jocky arrived. Such a lovely chap who too me to his base to meet his son and wife. His son would be filming me if we did it. He wasn’t very optimistic due to the windy weather, but he said we’d go to the take off point just to see.

Josh, his son joined us and told me how his first flight had been at the age of 1 😳….which he can’t remember and then again at 6, which he can. No photos as proof, but then, photos weren’t taken as they are now. Jocky and his wife paddle from their house along the river towards Basenthwaite; Jocky in a canoe and his wife paddle boarding. They’ve lived here in paradise for 35 years and still love it – who wouldn’t?

Anyway….Jocky  had planned to fly me off Latrigg, just where Sarah was heading for but he could see the weather there was too bad for flying so we headed to ‘Wainrights most northerly point’, whose name escapes me now. But passing by Bassenthwaite Lake and then turning into a farm to ask their permission for the land rover to drive through. He knows them well, but they must have been out on the farm so we opened the farmers gate and headed up the track – at least I got a 4×4 experience!. Stunning views all around and to fly off would have been unbelievable. But as I opened the Jeep door I could tell myself that the flight wouldn’t happen, it was blowing a gale. My bubble burst, I tried not to put a dampener on the day, as they did too, telling me I’d be back in a fortnight and would try then. But I couldn’t help feeling deflated. It just wasn’t meant to be as they drove me back down the spectacular hillside

And back home……

My sadness was short lived as Catherine asked if Sarah  wanted to go lake swimming late afternoon and I’d go to take piccies but also, more importantly, to keep Polly the dog occupied or probably more accurate to say, Polly keep me occupied with throwing her ball into the water

So it was then, we met Catherine and Polly downstairs and ambled to the lake. Needless to say, it was a gloriously sunny evening, but I could still feel the breeze which would be much windier higher up and not subsequent txt from Jocky, who said he would contact me if the weather changed. We ambled alongside the lake with Polly leading the way..

As we arrived at the bay, Catherine made her usual daily video, with us as her guests for the day

Sadly her swimming partner, Sue, couldn’t make it but Sarah’s squeals at the coldness of the water said it all, but she persevered and was soon swimming alongside Catherine. 

She said it was so relaxing, made you feel so good even though it was freezing. Catherine has always said it’s the most relaxing thing to do after the stresses of the day.

Polly soon realised one person had been left behind ,so it was ‘ball duty’ for me 😂

Me and Polly had a wonderful time. She’s so well behaved and never once strayed beyond her boundaries and often checked to see the whereabouts of her mum.

But time after time, I’d throw and Polly would fetch

After about 30 minutes they began to make their way out

Polly wasn’t finished with me and as the girls got dressed Polly kept reminding me of my duties if I got distracted taking photos

And as we ambled home Polly knew exactly what games she wanted to play and posed beautifully for me

Chasing the ball down the steps and retracing her own steps time after time added to my amusement

Finally time to go on her lead and one last look back at the lake

May have been a disappointing start to the day, but it ended on a high…….

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

9 thoughts on “Did I, didn’t I……?

  1. Disappointing but what a glorious day you had and there’s always next time. It looks idyllic there and I can see why it’s your special place Wendy

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  2. Wendy, disappointing that the weather was against you, but you still had a wonderful time! Such a lovely account as always and accompanied by beautiful pictures which illustrate it all so well. That portrait photo of Polly is simply gorgeous! Says such a lot about her character I would think.

    I hope Sarah enjoyed her cold swim as much as she was promised – rather her than me! Disappointing that your flight couldn’t take place, but best to be on the safe side, and you’ve now got another visit to your favourite place to look forward to!

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  3. I’m disappointed for you that you didn’t get to paraglide, but what a wonderful end to the day. Polly was a super playmate, what a gorgeous dog she is. Your photos are brilliant, what a lovely place to visit. Thanks for sharing them 🤗xxx

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  4. Polly was the perfect accomplice to make lemons into lemonade! I grew up swimming in mountain lakes, which are always cold and invigorating. It’s the best!

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  5. Sorry you didn’t get to do the paraglide as planned Wendy but glad the day turned out well. Loving the photos andhow brave of Sarah to go for that swim.
    Polly looks gorgeous 😊

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