Gabriel and I are visiting the deepest gorge in the South West at Lydford, owned by the National Trust. We’re walking along the top and then back down the bottom. It’s a winning formula to see the river from all aspects. The air is damp with the expectation of autumn and leaves are beginning their slow abscission. We’re approaching a confluence of rivers. Here is where the larger Lyd and lesser Burn meet. The Lyd has carved a deep gorge into the rock while the Burn has been left, orphaned, high above in its modest channel.
The show-stopper is the 30 metre waterfall called the Whitelady Waterfall as the River Burn tumbles into the River Lyd.
We had to stop, and I got a shot of Gabriel in front of it. If I’d brought a tripod all along the rugged path I’d have been able to get more of the the effect of blurred water in the waterfall. I’ve preferred the freedom of not having it with me.
It’s a fabulous destination.