Blakey Topping

has to be the most beautiful hill in the north. ignore the tree farms and fylingdales big lump of star wars junk on the horizon, and look at the shadow the hill casts all around. walking to the top makes your knees go wobbly. the circle at the foot of the hill is wrecked but still has some lovely big stones, and you can’t help but lean into them like the sheep do. check out the bridestones and hole of horcum too – glaciation was the best thing that ever happened to yorkshire.