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Castle Hill at sunrise from West Nab on a misty morning. Both Castle Hill and West Nab dominate the West Yorkshire skyline, somewhere between them, legend has it, there is a golden cradle. The only sign of gold this morning is the sun.
I popped up to an area known locally as “The Isle of Sky” to get an image of Digley at sunrise on Christmas Day. I’ve been up here many times before on the edge of Saddleworth Moor and I always think of the children that were abused and lost their lives near here and the poor mother who went to her grave not knowing where her son’s body was burried. But a friend reminded me that there is more good in the world than evil and this being Christmas, it’s a time for optimism, and she’s right. Her comment got me thinking of my mother, who was a good person who devoted her life to helping others, and who sadly, died this year. I’ll miss her and her sage advice.
My ex-wife reminded me recently about when we were in Peñíscola sitting at a bar on the seafront. I was watching some of the bikini clad women walking past: this did not impress her. Then, two of the women started walking over towards us so I asked my ex-wife to pretend to be my mother. Well, she went in to one hell of a rage. As long as I live, I’ll never understand women. Anyway, I understand my camera, and this is Scarborough, Yorkshire, where I’m more at home. My grandmother was born in Scarborough and lived most of her life there.
I spent a very enjoyable evening soaking up the last rays of the day and talking to people walking along the Pennine Way. The Pennine Way runs along the right of this image
I’m sure a lot of fishermen were very pleased to see this sight: Whitby harbour entrance.
I often come up here to clear my head and enjoy the views over Holme Village and Holme Moss.