It's nice here 🙂 we had some hot weather but it's being balanced out by torrential rain and strong winds. thinking about going up to the moors for another life threatening experience... I haven't spoke about the last time I went up!
We had hot weather for weeks, every day was sunny. But that was coming to an end, apparently storms were expected to fall on Manchester and Wales. So I headed up to the moors to catch some shots of the lightning on the horizon. yea. that was clever! I'm up on the most dangerous landscape in England (probably?) deep in the vast plains with a camera about 7 miles from the nearest human. with NO phone signal! I'm up there. walking about. theres a squeek coming from the ground. I look around to find nothing. it continues. squeek squeek. like a mouse. but I chase it onto a flat dried up bog. still squeeking! always 2 foot ahead of me. I'm thinking "YEY! I've gone crazy!". until I see a tiny bird way up in the sky circling me. I think it was that. I HOPE it was that! and not some bog monster or whatever.
So. everythings fine. I drop a sort of 8' deep trench in the ground. only... THUNDER! I'm buggered. the wind has blown the thunder towards me. it starts to spit every so lightly. I'm still in this winding trench trying to find a way up. flash. I start running. flash 2. I think "eff it. I'm climbing up" then continue to dial up Caroline and with the hands free headphones I'm talking to her as I sprint over the moors when signal permits. lightning flashing, hitting the ground about 500 yards behind me, torrential rain battering me. Everything is black at midday only broken up by the constant flashing of the lightning. It was so eerie. so wonderful. I get to the moor peak and start climbing down. Somehow the storm slows. I'm at the bottom now, drenched. There was a family heading up the easy way to the tops. I say "don't go up, theres a storm on the tops". "we'll take our chances" they said. fools. I ran to the other end of the reservoir (the foothills of this particular moor), sat on a bench and watched as the storm came over. I walked the long way home so to keep the storm just hovering behind. Whats weird was how isolated the storm was.
good day it be.