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Rock formation, eroded by weather on Curbar Edge.
Curbar Edge is a gritstone moorland escarpment above the village of Curbar, in Derbyshire, England and close to the villages of Baslow, Calver, and Froggatt. It is located within the Peak District National Park at an altitude of 958 ft.
Pete and Mike grabbing a few last shots after the sun had dipped behind Kinder and the sky took on a lovely afterglow with Dovestone Tor and Cakes of Bread further along the edge. The drone showing off the extent of the heather this year.
Mike posted one of his shots showing off the afterglow today.
www.flickr.com/photos/hogantonge/53115555499/in/feed-4261...
Froggatt Edge, Peak District, UK
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I think this is my favourite image from that morning's shoot and the last image I took. Taken some time after sunrise, the sun starts to light up the trees below the edge.
With the woodland below, Froggatt Edge feels a little bit wilder than its neighbouring cliff edge to the south.
Scrunching on Probars, and nearly submerging jeeps, we found ourselves on the edge. Looking down the brilliantly blue colored water descends to what eventually will become our ocean, but here in the highlands, you could kneel down and drink straight from the river without a worry in the world of getting sick.
Some of the purest water I've come across on our planet, and so much of it they literally cannot build enough bridges to cover the river crossings. I've never driven through so many rivers in my life, we drove through this one perhaps just a mile upstream. Yeah... we drove through this... and it was crazy, scary as all get up, and also somehow fun. Nearly cracked my oil pan.
This is a single exposure which I may process as a pano eventually to include the brilliant blue sky above, but I kind of like it like this. I feel like this helps keeps the focus on how close to certain death I was standing. On the edge of a long plunge.
A narrow waterfall where the Crooked Edge Brook meets the River Douglas. Located in Tiger's Clough ravine*
Quite dark in the ravine with the occasional bit of light. Unsurprisingly, very green. Even with the recent heavy rain the brook was easy to navigate with waterproof boots(i still need to sort out new wellies!).
info taken from: www.ephotozine.com/photo/crooked-edge-waterfall-52159301
Bluff Lake, Goat Rocks Wilderness, Washington
In my quest to avoid the huge summer crowds that have overrun many of the popular hiking destinations in Washington, I ventured out to a rarely visited area of the beautiful Goat Rocks Wilderness to check out the trail to Bluff Lake. So named because unlike many alpine lakes, it does not sit down in a basin or cirque, instead it perches on the edge of a cliff. (Not far beyond those trees at the far end of the lake is a 1500 foot drop off!)
Much of this trail is in the process of being restored after it was destroyed in a wildfire a few years ago. The section up to the lake was largely untouched by the fire, although you can see some burned trees in the photo as this was the edge of the burn zone. Beyond the lake however, the forest was completely devastated. Dead trees and burn snags created an eerie "ghost forest", with not a living tree in sight, and the trail surface felt like hiking through sand, but was actually a thick layer of ash.
Fortunately some patches of brightly blooming fireweed, and an abundance of alpine strawberry plants sprawling over what used to be the forest floor spoke to the renewal that nature already has underway - and added a somewhat incongruously cheerful note to the otherwise apocalyptic scene.
The main reward of this hike though, other than the lovely lake, was the quiet and solitude. After miles of driving on a maze of forest roads, the first thing I noticed at the trailhead was how absolutely quiet it was. And other than a small group of backpackers hiking out on my way in, and one other hiker leaving the lake as I was arriving, I encountered no other people on the trail.
one block west of my house is the far edge of town... and the far edge of the world, it often feels like
a beautiful couple of hours on our first ever trip to the Highlands.....stood looking out from near the split rock at Clachtoll across to the Outer Hebrides.
"The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder."
Virginia Woolf
Stanage Edge in the Peak District, a couple of miles away from Hathersage, with a backdrop of a dramatic sky
I could see two members of the flat earth society looking towards the end of their small world. I've heard that they have members around the globe ;-)
Mesquite Dunes, Death Valley, California
Looking over the edge of a dune towards the southeast flank of Tucki Mountain on a partly cloudy morning.
27. Edge - 52 in 2017 Challenge
The Edge - ODC
"7 Days of Shooting" "Week #42" "Leading Lines" "Geometry Sunday"
Taken this morning, 21th of April 2017!
Baslow Edge, Peak District, UK
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With clear skies forecast I thought I'd be guaranteed some direct light. However, it took around half an hour for the sun to clear cloud on the horizon. Just in time to catch a little colour in the sky.