I knew Mallerstang long before that day in March but now it would be a key chapter in a new book and I approached it afresh. To immerse myself in Mallerstang I went there whenever I could, other days, other seasons. One brilliant late November day a low sun gave fresh perspectives and from Wild Boar Fell I saw Mallerstang in a new light, a marvellous winter’s light. At home, I installed OS maps on my computer and pored over them, tracing each exploration, plotting flora and fauna at each new discovery. There were Viking place names and I discovered strongholds of the lovely cloudberry flower scattered across the map. I’m still finding them and they’re irresistible. I have a date with Knoutberry Currack for next summer's cloudberry flowers. Cloudberry, Knoutberry, it's the same plant. I like this sense of a book's continuing to grow as I discover and share discovery.
There were various occasions when I found golden plover in the eastern fells, on Fountains Fell and at Nine Standard Rigg but to photograph them is a dedicated study and the weather has to be conducive. In the end, I secured my golden plover images on the Harris on the Outer Hebrides.