Dreary

Just for a change I went onto Baslow Edge. Occasional groups of walkers strolled across. They did not look inspired. And no wonder. There is an extensive view - rather too much dominated by quarries. But close by, back from the edge, the vegetation was about as interesting as a field of cabbages - less so because I like cabbage. The dull brown heather looks the same for most of the year so there's not much to look at and you wouldn't know that spring is breaking out in joyous abandon elsewhere. About as much fun as the plentiful deposits of dried up cow pats which just about sum it up.
This place is dire. It's as if those responsible are afraid that unconstrained nature might over-excite visitors and produce unpredictable behaviour. Surely this degradation of the landscape by livestock farming can't go on?