Autumn is really turning out to be better than summer, and the harvest now seems to be in full swing...
A brief walk down Warter Road and the surveillance continued...
Paranoid, me?
Anyway, the trees above Londesborough were just starting to show the first bit of colour...
The next day (Friday) to the top of Great Dug Dale and close quarters with the harvest and the partridges and pheasants who were shy and jumpy, and the machinery which wasn't...
If you look long enough into this tree you start to see all sorts of things. I was sure there was a little owl for a moment...
Young pheasants...
Partridge...
A Red Kite below us.....
The machines were always in the background.
The ballet of these huge machines is quite impressive...
Deep Dug Dale (or Deep Dugdale). There is a large boulder, the strange one, which I might have mentioned before in the background. I assume it was left by a passing glacier and was too big for people to nick for building. It must be upwards of 5 tonnes...
A close up...
The final cut...
I thought it was time to move.
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