Quemerford

Today, I decided to do something different, out of my comfort zone. Perhaps a searing, insightful portrait (I am almost physically incapable of pointing a camera at a human being) or a slick, stylish shot of an expensive, glossy car, all glinting metal and chrome, like something out of Top Gear.

I failed. My locality is rather sparsely populated with Lamborghinis, and I didn't encounter any people on my walk, though perhaps choosing an underused footpath along the side of a minor river didn't help.

I was parked in Quemerford, in the eastern section of Calne and walked along the river in the direction of Cherhill. When I climbed up a steep slope I was treated to the unexpected view seen here of the Cherhill White Horse and the Lansdowne Monument, both blipped separately before, but not in the same picture.