The best bit about being a landscape photographer is you spend every waking minute in the most glorious countryside and scenery on offer. Still, misty mornings and glowing autumn colours followed by a full cooked breakfast served by a pretty local maiden with sparkling blue eyes and warm smile.
I'm in the Yorkshire Dales. Swaledale, Wensleydale, Wharfedale... you know the shots. Rolling hills and stone barns with mist rolling along the valley floor and backlit autumnal trees tinged with the first visit of early winter frost.