Third walk of the day, and our fifth and last high point as the winter sun started to set low in the sky.
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Transmitters and the damaged trig point at the
top of Werfa. |
This is a real quick win – 10 minute sprint up and 10 minute sprint down again in the fading light. We share the yomp to the top (568 m) with a few sheep but see no one. At the summit there are a couple of masts bristling with transmitters and the rather sorry looking remains of a trig point which has seen better days. The pink bits in the sky are vanishing as dusk starts to descend, and we are now definitely looking forward to getting home for tea.
As we walk amongst the ubiquitous turbines are treated to the sight of a person being winched up inside one. A trap door clangs behind him and we never see him emerge – I wonder if he’s going to camp up there overnight with a sleeping bag and a bottle of something warming.
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Another recently constructed wind farm. (Spot
the cable hoist at the rear of the turbine,
used to lift workers into the generator. |
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