Visitors to Castleton should find it impossible to miss the gashed Mam Tor. The observed gash also explains why the village has only one western approach by road due to repeat landslips. That's all down to geology with a layer of clay providing too much lubrication between a top layer of shale and the limestone bedrock on which it sits. It spelt the death knell for the former A628 though surprisingly not so much of the old fort that you'll find on the summit. The accessibility of the top attracts a goodly number of day trippers on a good day.
The view from Edale is less dramatic and that is what you see above of a sunny evening early in June 2013. The village's train station was the vantage point after a walk that had taken me from Hope to Edale via Win Hill, the edge of Kinder Scout, Grindslow Knoll and other such places. Now that I that revisit this scene, I quite fancy reprising a trot from here to Hope and I once did on a day of declining weather fortunes one December. Having good weather for such a venture would be the icing on the proverbial cake since I have the idea of improving on an old photo of what W. A. Poucher once called the Great Ridge.