Drinking Trough

Stone Horse Trough

My Sightings

All these put us to shame, here I and my friend had stopped as the walk up the hill had taken its toll. This group had kept up with us all the way, but a bit further back from us. They posed for this shot, excepted my thanks and praise and off they went, leaving us in awe.

Meet my good friend and walking companion David.. resting here and taking in the views. I have been up hill and down dale with this chap. A great dog man who kept sight hounds for hunting from an early age. David like so many now hunts with only the camera.

My dog 'Defor' ever watchful, and ever ready to go whereever I go. I now leave him with Tom and Jane at certain times and he likes nothing better than curling up near Tom and then breaking wind. To see and hear Tom when he dose this is very amusing. I cannot say here what Tom then calls him, but it is certainly not Defor. Jane just shoos him out and get the Air Freshener. Tom says that in years to come he will think back and say about Defor.. " he was a great Dog Peter, but by heck he could fart".

These are my favourite kind of views, looking back at the houses below as I make my way over to the moors. Leaving the streets and houses behind for the openness of the hills. No sounds, sights or smells of traffic just the distance views of the smog which seems to hang over the town and city centres all the time now. To be up above breathing the fresh air is a true joy... and it is of course free to all who can make it up here.

Stone and Wood

Moor Stones In A Peat Bog

Twisted Tree

Gate Post Marker

The arrow mark on this gate post bares the mark of the War Department Arrow.. I come across these quite often when out and about. This one was high up on a moorland road so maybe it was meant to point towards a shooting range or a look-out post. It is interesting to see them and think about who made these marks and who followed them.

Walking the old train route from Hadfield

Defor gets to run good run here, there's plenty of rabbits for him to chase which is good exercise for him, not that he needs it with the miles he covers with me.

Just a dusting of snow on top of the moors

One of the old train bridges

All the bridges and more besides are made from local quarried stone. The edges are dressed simply like this on many buildings, some of the farms have big gate posts made many years before these and the edges are dressed the same. Maybe it's a long lost local traditions I've ask about but no one seems to know.. Any ideas.

Drinking Trough

This is a stone drinking trough most likely for the Hounds that would have hunted these hills and moorlands in days gone by. Now and again while out and about, miles from anywhere stonework of some kind can be found. What some of them are for is now to be guessed at, while others are troughs like this, way markers or pointers. There are some stones around here that I will get a picture of, that are supposed to have been used for bending bows.. The English at one time were renowned for our bow-men. More on this again, I can see a whole series of posts on these stones finds.

First Month

This as been my first month of showing off my pictures and what is to be found while I am out and about. I can not repay the time spent by all of you who visit and comment but I do thank you for your support. I look forward to my second month and hope to get pictures of what is going on at this time of the year in the woods and on the hill above them. I hope you can come back for more.

Thank you

Peter.