Reblogged from Walking with a Smacked Pentax
It seemed like I have been stuck indoors forever. I know I was out a couple of weeks ago with Mackenzie up Penyghent, but if I am inside for more than a couple of days I go crazy. I had things to do, photographs don’t sell themselves and I had some marketing emails that were long overdue.
I didn’t have a set place in mind, sometimes it is nice to just wander around. I would never get lost on the moors – half a century of wandering them has paid dividends. I probably know the moors better than most and have no fear of them. Only one place I avoid, the Green Bog, where it is rumoured people have disappeared without trace, pulled under into the depths. But I wasn’t going that way.
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