Ayton Bank

Evening and a quick stroll up to Capt. Cook’s Monument to catch the last of the afternoon sun. Which was spectacular, blood red under the clear skies. But on the way down, in the gloaming, my eye were drawn to the sea fret approaching from the east. Gisborough Moor and the trees on Highcliff Nab were islands in a sea of cloud and the fret was pouring down Howden Gill and over Ayton Bank into the valley below.


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