Day 2 (Part 2)
Slept through my alarm!
|The early morning sun still had a charm to it.|
Out of necessity I’d slept with my earplugs in, and had completely missed my morning call, it was 5.30, a whole hour and a half too late.
My brain was too muddled to be truly irritated, so I got my stuff together as quickly as I could and groggily scooted over to Owler Tor. Any sunrise colour had long vanished, but the light was till rich and warm. I pulled up outside the gates to Surprise View car park, they are locked Saturday evening, so I parked outside, next to the road, before bounding across to the tor.
Stepping through the dew laden grass surrounding these weathered rocks, and taking a few photos in the early morning sunshine, I had a job trying to get a decent composition without, at the same time, including my looming shadow in the picture.
|This large bulbous ended rock made a nice foreground element to the tor behind.|
It was easier said than done, wherever I seemed to point the camera, there it was, encroaching into the frame, like an unsavoury neighbour, peering over the fence in a distressing way. I did manage to find an angle that I was happy with in the end, whilst also banishing my disagreeable counterpart from the picture, which cheered me up.
On the way back to the car, I had the sudden realisation that I’d left it unlocked, this wouldn’t have been so bad, had I not also realised I’d left the keys in the ignition. I’d completely forgotten to take them out. It seemed that lack of sleep may have been taking its toll.
|The path up to the top with a lovely fern fringed millstone.|
Now that the gates were open, I pulled into the car park and took the invigorating walk up to Over Owler Tor. The sun by now was carousing with the clouds, so it was a case of finding a shot and then waiting for it to ‘hat up’.
|I was quite taken with this single cloud as it nonchalantly sailed over the landscape.|
|Looking out to the morning clouds and the valleys beyond.|
|A broken millstone with the tor behind|
I wandered towards Mother Cap, a big, boxy, beast of an outcrop to get a few shots, before heading to the car under the increasingly warm sun, and back to campsite to pack up my tented home and be on my way.
|This stoic pile almost has a Sphinx like quality from this angle, or maybe duck, who knows.|