On the last day of our Northumberland trip we headed inland. After a few days of coastal exploration we wanted to have a look at the Cheviot Hills and what was buried deep within.
A bit of a sucker for moving water I tried to google 'northumberland waterfalls' - the weather was on/off and a dull day can be best for shooting waterfalls as it gives an even diffuse light that means the dynamic range (from very bright to very dark) isn't too big. This helps the camera capture all the relevant light without being stretched too far when you slow the shutter speed down to catch water in a softer, dreamier style.
We'd driven into the Langleeford Hope area of the Cheviots down a single track lane for 2 miles or so, dodging sheep and cows that were strewn around the road as we went. The clouds were fairly low lying and so it provided a nice English atmosphere, reminding me of the Lakes with it's slightly damp mossy feel. When we reached the end of the drivable track it was time to carry on by foot.
Another 2 or 3 miles up the track and we'd had some waist deep terrain to navigate and time was ticking a little (we still had to drive 6hrs back down south at some point that day!). We were in search of the Harthope Linn waterfall which I read was about a 20ft drop into a pool, but hard to find...so far no sign and it appeared we were in the right place on the map. With Giulia suffering something of a temperature (oops, it was actually the start of flu!) we decided to cut our losses and head back. We could however hear some rushing water not far from the path but down a 10-15ft incline and then about 25 metres or so up along the route of the burn away from the walkable path...so with the sun out for a minute off we went!
After a bit of 'river bank hugging' and some comedy moments slipping on very slimy rocks we found the view of the mini falls and settled on that as a good compromise. I actually took a few shots at different heights with the final Project 32 version being my favourite. There probably was a better composition to be had but I was perched on the only rock big enough to take me and some of my tripod, it was actually fairly deep around me so there weren't many other options.
As we headed back to the car after about 30-45 mins at this spot the heavens opened (probably not helping the flu situation) and we got totally drenched, thankfully just as we got back to the car it ceased for a few minutes allowing for a quick change of clothes hopping on one foot and hoping no-one else came along mid change! I bloody loved it...
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