There’s a layby on the road which descends towards Edale. Two or three in fact, where I pull over to take in the view. Some years ago I left the car and went for a wander across the hillside. There was no path and it became quite arduous, stumbling over clumpy ground. I didn’t like it. I’ve had other days like that where you just want it to stop. But it doesn’t stop. You have no choice: you must keep walking.

I like clouds but don’t watch out for them or know their names. These however were striking. I stopped beside the road for twenty minutes noticing the light, the shadows on the hills, and the cloud formations. I took three vertical shots to display as a triptych.

If you go down to the valley and drive along it, you eventually reach the village called Hope. I had no plans. I thought I’d make a circuit driving through Castleton and Winnats Pass then back to Manchester. I stopped and bought a cheese and onion pasty. It’s a lovely peaceful village with not much there, which is how I like it. It was cold but bright. I decided to go back through Edale, which is the prettier and more interesting route.


Clouds Over Edale

Monday February 29, 2016