This part of Blacka is a sun trap in the early morning. It's also where Sheffield Wildlife Trust's loathed (loved by them) barbed wire runs across the hillside. It was no surprise after another bitterly cold night to see stags there warming their backs. The one this side of the fence seemed to be encouraging another one to join him, while a third was in more retiring mood.
They made their way to the nearby woodland above Blacka Dyke.
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