Robin was a man who liked a nice piece of mutton. The problem was, it was someone else's mutton. When the Lord caught Robin stealing his sheep, he hung him at the top of the hill so his corpse could be seen for miles around. But Robin was unusually tall and when darkness fell his friends crept up the hill and cut him down, half-choked but still alive. And they fed him mutton.
Although it is one of Leicestershire's iconic hills, it's surprisingly difficult to take an interesting picture of. The flat top doesn't help and several potential views are blighted by some surprisingly ugly agricultural edifices. And on this occasion even the sky didn't help. I need to go back when big black storm clouds are lowering over the top.
Nikon D7200 f11 50mm 1/125 ISO 100, 5 shot panorama.
