where the mountains of Mourne sweep down....

I love Newcastle. The coast and the mountain scapes are constantly changing. It can be serene and then wind swept in a matter of a few hours.
I brings back many memories - of sunday school excursions (egg and onion sandwiches!), ropes courses, bouldering, hill walking, rambling, caravanning, family picnics and I could go on.
So when I get there I feel as though I am standing in a continuum of my life, creating new histories now with my grandchildren as well.
I am sure you have one such place?
It is a gift to be treasured.
(Not sure why my camera is not picking up the meta data. It is a Nikon D7100, 28mm, F5.6)