This shot was actually incidental to the walk I completed today — my penultimate Wainwright walk, unless there is some big change of plan between now and, say, the next month. Skiddaw was nowhere near where I was. But — it looks so good here. All macho and domineering, despite its sheen of snowy white. Would that we could all look so good at a few million years old.
Think landscapes are easy to photograph? No! Landscapes are capricious and complex. Like women. You have to get them in the mood, and when they’re there, don’t hang around — it might not last long.
No time to settle in at home after returning from Moscow – at this time of year it is necessary to grab the chance to get a walk in when I can. I may not have time to do any more until nearly Christmas, unfortunately, and depend on the weather even then.
But it’s worth it. Trips abroad are interesting but I’d rather be here. So would this sheep, by the looks of things.
(See http://214wainwrights.wordpress.com for other photos from today and a description of the walk.)
Being 42 