It was a gorgeous morning and I was driving across the moor above Penderyn (home of Welsh whisky) as I have done many times before, but on this morning there was such clarity that an image had to be taken. I remember last winter I was driving here and there were lovely snow drifts all around, the only trouble was that the snow was hiding all those little pull-ins that I would otherwise use. Trusting my memory could have been a fateful option. Never mind, the eye and the memory serve as a good camera in these situations.

Today I was on my way to the Elan Valley