Old Man of Coniston

Across the estuary from Arnside – you have your backs to it as you play now – is the Old Man of Coniston. He’s always asleep – never known to get up (mercifully because he’s made of hill!!). What happened? Why? And does it matter that up close he’s not one hill but several.

Written in our audience book at Arnisde Sailing Club on 30th June 2022



Posted on

March 6, 2023