A beautiful scene of the Derwent River at Allensford on our walk this morning.

 I had Hendon beach almost to myself this morning. The sand was pristine with no footprints apart from my own.

 The sycamores, by the doctor’s office, appeared to be on fire in their autumn glory as the late afternoon sun lit them up.

 A canny view, of a typical mining village, looking down on Esh Winning from Esh.

 Burger can bliss! A bacon cheeseburger with onions and tomato sauce; note the proper cheese. Tasted just like I remember. Yum!

 A post box topper in Consett, in memory of the steelworks closure 45 years ago, with 11 poppies for the men list in the 1950 incident.

 Brontë leading the way into the dappled glade at Hamsterley Forest.