Pockley Moor occupies the southern end of Bransdale Ridge. The heather is fast losing colour. There are still a few flowers out but it’s beginning to take on its drab winter colour. Enough to remind us that today is the Autumn Equinox. That’s it. Summer is over, from now on there are more hours of darkness than of day.
The view is south east from a boulder mapped as the Locking Stone over a small valley called Bonfield Ghyll with a farmstead of the same name, an island surrounded by the heather moor. The boulder stands out in the heather so would have some significance in history as a boundary stone or way marker but how it got its name is a mystery.