Owler Tor stands a mere stone’s throw from Surprise View carpark. Unlike its namesake Over Owler Tor which sits up on the hillside in the opposite direction, Owler Tor is accessed by simply crossing the road, passing through a wooden gate, and then walking to the nearby boulders.
On nice days and, especially, weekends it’s difficult to get a photograph that doesnt have at least one person in the frame. The main part of the tor is easily climbed and there are generally groups of people taking in the view and grabbing selfies from the summit. There were a few people around when I made the shot featured here today, but patience, timing, and that old standby – the awkward photographer’s stance – allowed me to keep them out of the frame.
Climbing Owler Tor An irresistable draw For its visitors
Christmas is over The decorations are down For another year
My haiku’s have made it to day two! I’m not sure exactly what topics I’ll cover with each – maybe an alignment with the rest of the day’s post but, more likely I suspect, as a kind of poetic journal refelecting something that has happened in my life or the world each day.
As you may guess from today’s, we took down our Christmas decorations this morning. This used to be a pretty depressing activity for me in the past as I would feel pretty down about the holiday period being officially over. In recent years though it seems to be affecting me less. I wonder if it’s because, as my children grow older, Christmas has changed. The magic of Father Christmas delivering presents is a thing of the past (at least until such a point as we become grandparents I suppose), and it doesn’t feel the same as when the boys were little. Plus, the way that time seems to fly by as a get older, it will be Christmas again in about five minutes …
Today’s photo is another made on the moors above Lady Canning’s Plantation next to a small cluster of rock outcrops known as The Ox Stones. I’m not sure where the name comes from, but there used to be an Inn known as Oxdale Lodge nearby, so perhaps livestock were grazed, or moved through the land by drovers?
From this angle, the stone has a face. A rock-face. 🙂
Someone had constructed this small tower of stones in a stream-bed that I crossed while out for a walk a few weeks ago. It’s not as precise and artistic as some of the piles of rocks that people make – some of which feature incredibly fine balancing of smooth stones. This one is somewhat utilitarian in appearance but yet still attractive enough to have caught my eye as I passed. A few minutes before I’d seen a deer a little further up this same stream – the first time I’ve ever come across a deer in some woodland like this – and I was feeling glad about it.
Yashica Mat 124G & Ilford HP5+. Ilfotec DD-X 1+4 9 mins @ 20°.
I took a trip out to Curbar Edge in the Peak District on Sunday with the hopes of photographing people climbing the rocks. This is one of the photos I took while walking up to the main crags. You can just make out a few people perched atop and beside the rocks if you look closely.