Saturday 9 October 2010: Howarth
Was out in Bronte country today for an Orienteering event that H was entered in. This photo hasn't had any special treatment the whole place is still in black and white, with gloom and mist abounding. No wonder she wrote Wuthering Heights, I'm just surprised that Heathcliff actually made it to adulthood without catching pneumonia...
Later we moved on to a second event at a small village further out on the moors - it was an interesting place, sort of "Wes Craven does the Archers".
A couple of other images from the day here