Back from a late afternoon/dusk/nightfall, 10 mile walk up on the moors above the escarpement. Being up there, totally alone and in unusual conditions, is unspeakably wonderful. The mist grew increasingly dense as I climbed. I usually try not to share too many pics at once, but I so want to share with you all the atmosphere up there today. More pics to follow..
A narrow path leads to a cairn lost in mist at this peak of the heathland
The steep way leads up to two sheep, grazing in shelter between large boulders, to the mist above
A crooked tree, small, slender and bare of leaves, alone by a dilapidated dry stone wall, on high heathland shrouded in mist
Monochrome shot of rocky edge of ledge disappearing into distance, falling away into white mist below to the right, and endless heathland to the left
