Last Monday we had a trip to Grassington.
I love this little Yorkshire town, the locals say it’s a village.
We were lucky enough to live here for a couple of years and I fell in love with the place.
Our little cottage looked just the same, although it looks a little overgrown. I couldn’t wait to head down to the river Wharfe, this was my favourite walk, I watched the river on an almost daily basis in all weathers, it has a special place in my heart and has inspired me so much . Today I wasn’t disappointed, it looked different for sure, more about that in a moment.
Linton Falls was somewhere I’d head off to every day to say hello to the river, and study how the river looked. Today the river was thundering, you can hear it before you see it, but not as high as I have seen it. In full spate all these rocks are under water.
The water was brown, it’s always brown and peaty, but it wasn’t just the river that was brown today, something very eery was going on, something I’ve never seen before.
The sky was a strange sepia colour, and the sun pink, it was very, very strange, it looked like an eclipse.
The dim sepia lighting was strange but it had the effect of flattening and softening the scene,so it was down to the Autumn hues to bring the scene to life.
This is one of my favourite trees along the walk, I’ve stood under it so many times looking up through the boughs.
It was only later that evening when I saw the news that I found out the cause of this strange sky, it was due to Saharan dust being carried by hurricane Ophelia; at least we know the cause of all this strangeness.