Take Two
More by luck than good judgement I’d managed to make it north on probably the best of the recent snowy days. I’d tried for something similar in January but was thwarted by the weather gods. They must have felt guilty as rewarded me with a lovely morning as the snows of the upper Dove turned pink then yellow in the rising sun.
Here some remnants of limestone pavement half buried in the snow are caught by the early sun, whilst in the valley Parkhouse Hill is already illuminated
Take Two
More by luck than good judgement I’d managed to make it north on probably the best of the recent snowy days. I’d tried for something similar in January but was thwarted by the weather gods. They must have felt guilty as rewarded me with a lovely morning as the snows of the upper Dove turned pink then yellow in the rising sun.
Here some remnants of limestone pavement half buried in the snow are caught by the early sun, whilst in the valley Parkhouse Hill is already illuminated