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Few places in Britain can be looked upon as a true wilderness. I find
the remoteness of Northumberland inspires an awesome feeling and
stimulates the imagination. But the semi wilds of the bleak moors of
Cheviot and Coquetdale is like no other place. On some occasions, it's
possible to walk the lonely fells without seeing a human figure. Only
hardy shepherds and dedicated farmers grind a living with dog and
stick, in this hill country.
A wilderness for me, has got to be remote, with carpets of wild
moorlands, dancing waters of hill and streams, where dippers, grey
wagtails and summer visitors like the sandpipers chase the insect life
of the tumbling rivers.
To interpret the changing moods of Northumberland, you need to
be strong willed, and independently minded. But what makes my inner
most feeling blossom, is this definite remoteness, and sharing with
nature that brief moment in time when recording images of its lonely
landscape. |
 Image Ref: 1: Cheviot Hill |
 Image Ref: 2: Heather moorland from Tosson Hill, Rothbury. |
 Image Ref: 3: Henhole situated in the heart of the Cheviot Hills. |
 Image Ref: 4: Sheep Farming in Weardale |
 Image Ref: 5: Harbottle, Upper Coquetdale |
 Image Ref: 6: Collegue Valley in North Northumberland. |
 Image Ref: 7: Hedgehope and Cheviot |
 Image Ref: 8: Cheviot Hills |
 Image Ref: 9: Hexhamshire |
 Image Ref: 10: Kielder Water |
 Image Ref: 11: Coquetdale from Simonside |
 Image Ref: 12: Bizzel Crags, Northumberland |
 Image Ref: 13: Bizzel Crags, Northumberland |
 Image Ref: 14: Knorsgate, Morpeth |
 Image Ref: 15: Oilseed Rape |
 Image Ref: 16: River Breamish |
 Image Ref: 17: River Coquet at Alwinton |
 Image Ref: 18: River Coquet Waterfall |
 Image Ref: 19: River Tweed at Coldstream |