The northernmost English county is a beautiful and wild place.
We spent time in a remote valley for a wedding, only two weeks after our own (the main reason for Iago80’s recent online silence).
My wife and I were not really equipped for walking in the hills, but that didn’t stop us.
As we walked, I attempted to photograph some of the valley’s avian residents…
A female Whinchat (Saxicola rubetra)
Meadow Pipit (Anthus pratensis)
Female Chaffinch (Fringilla coelebs)
And Grey Heron (Ardea cinerea) fishing in the streams
It was also rare to look at the sky and not see (unusually) noisy Buzzards, hovering Kestrels, and circling Ravens (although I didn’t get a good enough shot of any of them to share). Seemingly oblivious of the predators, the sky was also often rich with our summer Swallows (Hirundo rustica) and House Martins (Delichon urbica).