Well it’s been a couple of weeks since our last visit, so it was about time to return to see the effects of autumn.

Dogs, leads, boots, water, coats and Mrs A-B packed into the car for the short 30 minute dive to Glen Maye.

It was obvious from the start, autumn does not happen everywhere at the same time.

The entrance to Glen Maye, from the Manx, Glion Muigh, “Yellow Glen”, named from the river flowing through it which when in flood brought iron ore from the mines at Glen Rushen, see earlier blog,  Rushen Mines, Billberries and Ice Cream  was still very green.

Although not all the trees had started to turn, most had, and were almost bare of leaves.

The steep path down to the waterfall were showing signs of the turn, but as we descended, it was obvious that autumn had arrived a little earlier at the bottom of the valley.

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Yes, it really is that steep!

However as we reached the bottom of the valley, it was obvious, the turn had happened, leaves had fallen. It was only the evergreens that were left.

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Well the only problem now that I can’t work out is the colour is not correct, it’s a bit cool for my liking and doesn’t show the golden brown of the leaves correctly. This is something I’ll have to think about.

Next time it’s the Dhoon, and the weather was great. Until then……