I recently (September 2017) spent two weeks in Wharfedale and Teesdale in the North of England. This visit caused me to reflect on the time I spent in Wensleydale in my late teens. In those days in the early 70s kids from the dale would spend the week in Scarborough and attend the local Technical College to study for their O and A levels. I therefore became good friends with some of them. They were my introduction to the Yorkshire Dales which at the time had seemed a very distant and almost exotic place.

These photographs were made during a short visit in 2009. I realised that I had retained my affection for the place and in a number of fairly long walks, explored old haunts. I found that I was still intrigued by small details and encounters, such as a bath in a drystone wall, the substantial stone barns and stone paths and tracks that run across the dale.

These photographs were my response to that and are a selection from a larger number I made over a short period of time in a place that continues to inspire me.