I try and walk on the moors whenever I'm back in the area; ma has been bringing me up here since I was tiny. So much saffron, terracotta, carmine and maroon in the landscape at this time of year. On the first day it was too stormy, but in the morning the air cleared and there was a beautiful diffused light in the clouds, so we walked through the heather and watched paragliders jumping from the rocks into the valley


























