Much as I love fell running in warm sunshine, sometimes (just sometimes) the Great British Weather has other ideas.
|Higger Tor shrouded in low cloud|
Driving out through the rain to my favourite running spot wasn’t particularly inspiring and although the rain had eased when I parked, the sight wasn’t encouraging – low cloud shrouded the hills obscuring the usual panoramic view from Abney out to the far heights of Bleaklow.
|Emerging from cloud on Higger Tor|
Undeterred I set off, I had run from here throughout the winter and this wasn’t the worst weather I’d encountered. I was expecting a soaking so wore a waterproof top but as I descended off Higger Tor the cloud lifted to reveal the trees of the Burbage Valley with tendrils of mist clinging like smoke.
|The trees of the Burbage Valley wreathed in mist|
I crossed the streams at the head of the valley and took the high line above the crags, no climbers today, and sensed a brightening. Briefly the clouds broke to reveal a small patch of blue, a promise of a change to come?
|A fleeting glimpse of blue – a false promise|
It proved to be only a fleeting glimpse as the skies soon darkened again, threatening more rain
and by the time I had returned to the car the English summer was once again upon us.
|Dark clouds threaten Higger and Owler Tors|
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