I took these images on a cold morning a few years ago, when the light was very similar to this morning. Today we didn’t have quite as much snow (just a light dusting of snow really) but it was still very cold. It was the first dusting of snow this winter and like some crazy masochist I decided to take my bike out for a spin; I was planning to push those pedals for a relatively gentle 12-14 miles mainly on the roads around Penistone.
That didn’t last long though, I’d barely covered a mile and my fingers were beginning to freeze. So a quick change of plan; I headed back into town and then home again and decided that a walk was a better plan for the day.
The problems with cycling at this time of the year are twofold…
- It’s cold, so you dress appropriately and get to hot from the exercise, and then you cool down and get very cold. Fingers and toes suffer the most from the cold wind and inactivity.
- The sun is very low, so half the time you seem to be riding blind, straight into the sun’s glare and just hoping it’s clear ahead.
But, it’s great because…
- The sun is very low so the landscape looks amazing and very dramatic as the sun casts long shadows.
- It’s cold and you feel a weird sense of perverse satisfaction knowing you’ve pushed yourself against the elements.
A light dusting of snow
These images are from a quick (6 miles or so) walk I quite often do around Penistone. Just a short loop into Penistone along the Trans-Pennine-Trail, up and over Hillside to the back of Cubley, across to Castle Hill and then back home again. The day I took these images we’d just had a light snowfall which totally transforms the landscape.
Heading west along the Trans-Pennine-Trail towards Manchester. With the trees closing in around, and just a hint of the blue sky above the trail is transformed into a magical place.
Taking to road up Hillside with views over Thurlstone and the wind turbines at Royd Moor. I loved the shape of the tree in this image and the way the snow has coated the trunk and branches. Although the air was cold it wasn’t particularly windy and was a great day for walking.
Heading across to the top of Cubley. The low sun at this time of the year casts amazing shadows. Here I have taken a low viewpoint to bring the eye-level closer to the snow, coupled with a wide-angle lens adds drama to this image.
The footpath over the hill and across the fields into Cubley. I really like the sweeping dry stone wall in this image and the Footpath sign indicating the way.