Summer Solstice Sunset 2025
This year's summer solstice here in the UK was at the rather inconvenient time of 3:42AM when I was fast asleep. I did consider setting an alarm and getting up for it, but on the other hand, I didn't really fancy heading up onto the moors alone in the middle of the night either, so instead I settled for my usual sunset visit to Round Loaf on the same day, although, now I think about it, the preceding sunset would have been closer to the solstice and therefore of more significance, perhaps. The mechanics of the solar system can be so inconsiderate at times.
It also turned out to be the hottest day of the year (so far) here, but I figured if I waited until early evening before heading out and took my time, it would have cooled down sufficiently that I wouldn't have a repeat of my Lake District episode from last year (I'm still suffering from the after effects of that).
Of course, about an hour before I was due to set out, there was an almighty crash outside, followed by the low rumble of thunder. Yes, a nearby thunderstorm had broken out. This was a concerning development as my plan was (effectively) to head up to the only prominence in the middle of a flat(ish) moor, which didn't feel like the smartest of moves during a thunderstorm.
Tracking the storm online using the fantastic Blitzortung live website, I could see the storm activity seemed to be slowly moving northward away from here, with nothing else filling in behind it, so I decided to chance it.
I'd planned to travel as light as possible due to the heat, so I'd initially packed the little X-T50 and the MK I Fuji 16-55. But with the prospect of rain breaking out, I decided at the last minute to switch the Z8 + 24-200 which is a more resilient bit of kit and, in the hand at least, doesn't feel significantly heavier than the Fuji combo I was thinking of taking (that 16-55 is disproportionately heavy for its size).
All images shot handheld on the Nikon Z8 + 24-200, with no filters as I don't have an 82mm magnetic adapter for that particular lens.
The Flat from Limestone Brook
The hike started at Jepson's Gate, passing the Neolithic site of Pikestones (the remains of a heavily looted and damaged stone chambered burial barrow). I'd been up to Pikestones earlier in the week, so I didn't linger there and made my way onto the open moor. From there, I skirted the edge of The Flat, a tree plantation that was heavily damaged in a moorland fire some years ago and still doesn't show much sign of recovery. From The Flat, I then followed Limestone Brook before branching off on the path leading to Round Loaf.
Upon reaching the top of the brow, I turned back and took this picture of The Flat. Looking at that sky, I don't reckon much for my chances of catching a nice sunset.
Round Loaf Comes Into View
Continuing onto the moors, it wasn't long before Round Loaf appeared on the horizon. The stormy clouds on the left are the remains of the thunderstorm that was slowly moving away.
Green River
Besides general bogginess, there are a few obstacles to overcome when approaching Round Loaf from this direction, one of which is this moorland stream. It's one of several sources that feed into Limestone Brook and appears to originate at the West end of Devil's Ditch (a perfectly straight, mile long ditch about a foot wide that sits South of Round Loaf, whose construction likely has a shared origin with the barrow. This stream can be problematic to cross in wet conditions, but at the moment I can step across it with no real issue. People with shorter legs, your mileage may vary.
Final Approach
Having negotiated the Devil's Ditch outlet stream, I just had a final stretch of somewhat springy moor to cross to reach my destination.
Touchdown at Round Loaf
The view looking West towards Hurst Hill from the summit cairn of Round Loaf.
No Sunset For You!
A wider view from the summit of Round Loaf. A beautiful sunset will not be happening here.
The Mist Rolls
As I sat there, debating whether to hang around for a sunset I wasn't going to see, I noticed the surrounding hills getting fainter.
Adrift In An Ocean of Grey
Before long the surrounding hills and most of the moors had disappeared from view and I was adrift in an ocean of grey. Given how the day had started, I definitely didn't have thick moorland fog on my Summer Solstice Bingo Card this year. Mind you, I didn't mind, it added an extra ethereal quality to the visit. Also surprising was the drop in temperature, from the high 20's when I set out, down to a point where I had to put a jacket on, having fortunately packed a lightweight waterproof just in case.
Into The Mist
Eventually the time for sunset had past and it was time to venture out onto the misty moors. That fog didn't seem to be going anywhere, so I was careful to head back in the direction I'd come as losing my bearing in these conditions would not have been a good idea. This was the view looking back towards Round Loaf shortly after setting off.
Return To Green River
By the time I'd reached the Green River (not its actual name) you could barely see Round Loaf at all. Compare this image to the earlier one in the set.
Emerging From Limestone Brook
The tops of the trees of The Flat appear above the horizon as I emerged from Limestone Brook. This was a little after 10PM and the light was failing, but with the mist acting like a giant softbox, it was still quite easy to see where I was going without digging my torch out.
Skirting The Flat In The Dark
This is a shot looking back towards Limestone Brook as I make my way around The Flat on the right. The mist seems a bit thinner here, but it's getting quite dark at this point, although I still didn't feel like I needed my torch.