Thunderstorms that never arrived

A poor weather forecast and oppressively hot weather affect our plans today.

No birding, No walking - just lots of 'bus'.

Sue wanted a new dress from a Hebden Bridge shop so with the poor weather forecast we decided to do some bus journeys to get one.

The 10:30a.m. 526 got us to Halifax soon followed by the Hebden Bus.

We were successful in our dress hunt , getting two, pretty frocks.

We enjoyed a coffee and a toasted currant T cake in 'innovations' in Hebden.

For pud we walked to 'Ted's' ice cream joint and had a waffle cone - yummy.

For a change of scenery we opted to catch the 901 bus that for some reason we thought went through West Vale, where we would catch a Halifax Bus.

Cragg Vale came and went, so did Blackshaw Head Reservoir, then down the hill , Ripponden was left in our wake as we climbed up the opposite hill past the Fleece and on through Barkisland, and as we passed the outskirts of  Stainland in became apparent that we had 'dropped one'.

We eventually arrived at Huddersfield bus station - not to worry - we caught the x83 fast bus to Brighouse.

After a coffee and biscuits in Spoons, and a bit more shopping, we caught two more buses to get us to our front door.

The final bus in this saga, a modern 526 bus , had a problem with the door electronics.

A very pleasant American voice kept telling us "Door Open", "Door Open" each time we stopped / started.

The old Queensbury Red Hebble bus, that I used to catch when I started going to work in the 60's, did not have this problem - it did not have a door, just and opening with a long metal pole to grab. 

I now wonder if this pole had a name? Probably May.

Birds:

Not much!

Blackstone Edge has loads of shoreline seen from the bus.

A few Swift and Swallow were seen.

A Buzzard over the house earlier and Coal Tit, Red Legged Partridge and an Oystercatcher were all heard while I was sitting in the garden later. A few big plops of rain came and went this evening.