Meeting on the moor

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Friday morning saw us on the road heading even further north… towards Ilkley and the moors. We could have been there in a couple of hours on the motorway, but we chose the long way round, going cross country through landscapes that revealed both the wild and the homely beauty of Yorkshire. There comes a point when I will start grinning like a Cheshire Cat. My companion is indulgent… even though we have somehow ended up at my favourite place for his birthday…

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We ate, then booked into the Cow and Calf Hotel, already high on the hills. When the first touch of pink kissed the clouds, we were climbing the sodden pathways above the rocks, skirting Backstone Beck, to watch the sun set in the west, gilding the edges of the veiling clouds. There is such magic in feeling the course of the sun in such a place of ancient sanctity. We were in no hurry to leave the moor, in spite of the fading light. It may have been a better path, walking along the moors to the great, looming bulk of the ‘Haystack’ and tracing its enigmatic petroglyphs with a familiar eye…or it may have been an excuse to linger a few moments longer before the darkness closed the moor to us for the night.

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The nice thing was though, that we still had something to look forward to that evening… we were finally going to meet James Elkington, a man whose love of the moor matches my own and whose knowledge of it far surpasses my own. James blogs at Walking with a Smacked Pentax where he shares fabulous photographs of the moors. It was his photography of a place I love that had first caught my eye. He lives close by and has spent years getting to know the pathways and the mysterious and sacred sites of the ancient past. The last time we had tried to meet, we had missed each other by minutes. This time, the arrangements were clear and… we actually met.

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The few hours the three of us spent around that table in the window embrasure seemed to pass in minutes. We none of us stopped talking… and yet barely scratched the surface of the discussions we could have about the area. There are so many places I remember from my childhood that I would be unable to find without a map or a guide. James knows them all. Sadly, James was unable to join us for the planned walk next morning… though hopefully it won’t be too long before we can get back to Ilkley and go out on the moor together. Still… we would be able to get on the moor….

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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50 Responses to Meeting on the moor

  1. Beautiful photos! 🙂

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  2. alesiablogs says:

    lovely way to tell a story through nature and photos. My very best come that way.

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  4. More wild beauty in photo and description

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  5. Beautiful photos as always Sue, I particulary love the last one with the figures silhouetted against the sky with those lovely pink clouds. It was a pleasure meeting you and Stuart at last, one I had been looking forward to since we discovered we both have a love and understanding of these wonderful moors. Hurry back (or should I say ‘hurry home’) – we have miles of walking to do, circles to explore and secrets to uncover! Hurry home 🙂

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  6. Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
    Sue Vincent and Stuart France on their travels across the moors towards Ilkley.. some amazing scenery and skies.

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  7. simonjkyte says:

    There are some interesting rock carvings up there

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  8. Mary Smith says:

    Love that final photo.

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  9. I had a couple of walking breaks on the Yorkshire moors last year and simply loved them for all the reasons you capture so well. Thanks for bringing back some lovely memories 🙂

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  10. Sue Vincent says:

    I need an exit button and a bigger keypad…

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  11. Making me homesick, Sue. Love Pembrokeshire but guess these scenes are inbuilt in me.Jx

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  12. Wow. What wild beauty. I’ve never been on a moor, but they seem so magical in literature and in great movies. The sort of place I’d love to walk!

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  13. Beautiful photos, Sue. The gold-rimmed clouds are stunning, but I also love the gentler blends of color. There is something sacred in wild places. I can see why the moors call to you.

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  14. dgkaye says:

    Brilliant your stories told through the pictures too Sue. Oh, and yay, I’m my own happiness engineer, I think I’ve solved the WP missing chronicles mystery! ❤

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  15. Pat Bean says:

    The blog earned a Bean Pat as blog pick of the day. Check it out at http://patbean.wordpress.com

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  16. Judy Martin says:

    Lovely post, Sue. How wonderful that you got to meet up with James as well this time. Looks like you may be heading for more adventures soon! 🙂

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  17. Helen Jones says:

    Such a beautiful landscape, Sue…

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  18. I am awestruck. Fantastic photographs. I can smell the clean air and feel the history because your passion glows on the page. ❤ ❤

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  19. Eliza Waters says:

    Feels like the end of the earth – every time I see photos of it, I always think one thing – timeless.

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  20. tiramit says:

    The last one, wow…

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