Sleepy hollow under a gothic mask

Wenlock Edge Shropshire The quarry opens up to tall ashes, sticks snagged with funeral rags of ivy and wind roaring like waves in a cave

Inside, the woods are strangely still. Outside, a storm is roaring. Hollows in the woods can create unique spaces as trees deflect the wind above and create an atmosphere of secluded quiet below. I scramble through the hedge bank to drop down on to a mossy plateau that was once a railway siding.

A narrow track rises steeply from the head of the sidings up the hill until it is blocked by a fallen tree. The track splits two ways, up either edge of an abandoned quarry.