I haven't been on the Moor for a few weeks, so I asked Jen to drop me off at the golf course car park on her way into work. I was on the Moor by 7am!
After a quick visit to the urnfield (which I've blogged about separately here), I made my way up to the trig point and had a brew. Yorkshire Tea, obviously. Then it was along Sheep Stones Edge, down the hill, and back home via Keelam Edge.
I was pleased to see the cotton grass out in abundance:
Amazingly, I'd never thought to stand on the low mound at the start of Keelam Edge to see if you can see our house over the camber of the hill. It turns out you can:
I disturbed a pair of lapwings on my way down from the Moor through the top field. They flew back and forth, crying and keeping a wary eye on me until I was safely through the gate. I was quite pleased with a couple of the photos I managed to take. I'm becoming increasingly convinced that, when it comes to photographing birds in flight, manual focus beats autofocus nine times out of ten. Handy hint, there!
A marvellous walk, and back home by 9am, just in time for second breakfast!