River Wear, Durham Cathedral, the Old Cornmill

I recently took some photographs with my drone of Durham Cathedral and the River Wear. I really wanted to fly a little higher but due to the winds this wasn't possible, but today the weather was much calmer.

Durham Cathedral, Durham City

The Old Cornmill, Durham City

Prebends Bridge, Durham City

Framwellgate Bridge, Durham City

Images on this site and their use

DJI Mini 2 SE Thank you for taking the time to have a look at the photographs taken using a 249g drone or my S22 smart phone. I fly drones for fun, enjoying taking photographs and then having more fun publishing the images when home. Use of Images The images on this site are intended for everyone to enjoy and therefore free to download for non-commercial purposes. If you would like to mention me when using my images that would be great. Placing a link to my website www.andymitchell.uk does drive more traffic to it which is always appreciated.

It’ll Be Reet: The Unofficial County Durham Survival Guide

"The Original World Cup" Statue by Nigel Boonham in West Auckland County Durham is the sort of place where the hills look you dead in the eye and say, “Aye, we’ve seen worse,” before immediately pelting you with sideways rain, sunshine, hail, and a rainbow — all before you’ve finished your cuppa. It’s a county built on perseverance, grit, and the occasional moment of “Wait… seriously?” One example of grit that deserves its own statue made of pure determination? West Auckland winning the Lipton Trophy. Twice. This mighty tale begins beside the River Gaunless — a name that literally means “hopeless,” as if the Vikings took one look, shrugged, and said, “Aye, good luck with that, pet.” It’s the sort of name that sounds like it should come with a leaflet and a support hotline. And yet, right next to this allegedly hopeless river, something spectacular happened. West Auckland — a village with enough heart and humour to make even the Gaunless reconsider its name — sent out a footba...

Still Boats, Still Minds: A Moment of Calm on Lake Windermere

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