Today I was seized with nostalgia, a longing to walk again in the Yorkshire Dales.
These sketches are from 3 years ago. This first I think is looking west from the Ribble Way footpath across to Simon Fell.
The majesty of this limestone landscape arises I think from hidden sculpting by subterranean water.
I made these small sketches standing up balancing above a fifty foot drop looking down into a unroofed cavern
and later from the back of the car sheltering from the rain.