Parked up at the Tan Hill Inn, the highest pub in England, and woke up in the morning to find I was snowed in. Not just a sprinking of snow, either, but a good covering: white from horizon to horizon. Very cold too, as I stumbled around taking photos. It’s always been one of my fantasies to be snowed in at Tan Hill, with plenty of food and beer, plus a roaring fire and good company… but I hadn’t imagined this happening in May…
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