FEBRUARY 2024 · ADVENTURE
Black Daren Camp
Hatterrall Ridge, Wales
The Black Daren landslip on Hatterrall Ridge is post-glacial: the slope gave way at some point after the ice left, and has been settling ever since. What it's settled into is a field of boulders and scree, each rock lichen-covered, moss filling the gaps between them, gnarled trees growing where they can find purchase in the rubble. The whole formation has an age that's visible in the texture.

February. Thick mist. I camped on the slope among the boulders, which meant solving the puzzle of where a tent peg actually holds in ground that's partly rock, partly saturated peat. The constraint was useful: it slowed everything down and made me look carefully at the terrain rather than just walking across it.
The constraint was useful: it slowed everything down and made me look carefully at the terrain rather than just walking across it.
Black Daren — February 2024

Sheep are everywhere on this ridge. A herd on the hillside, brown wool against green grass, unbothered. They outnumber the walkers significantly. The aerial view of the landslip terrain from the drone showed the exposed rocks and sparse vegetation, the scale of the geological event legible from height in a way it isn't from ground level — the whole formation visible as a scar on the slope, the boulder field extending much further up and down than you'd estimate standing in it.
From inside the mist, the valley is a vertical grey plane with rocks emerging from it. A bare tree standing in the fog, the moss-covered boulders at its base, the landslip debris spread across the slope behind. The detail shot of a single lichen-covered rock shows the orange and yellow and grey of the growth, the same organisms occupying the same rocks here that they occupy everywhere on this ridge — patient, indifferent, thorough.


A gnarled tree growing among lichen-covered boulders, the branches describing the same bent-and-twisted character that wind and weight produce in exposed places. Close-up of a twisted trunk emerging from moss and rock. The ancient geological formation is the context for everything growing on it.

From the summit the next morning, after the mist partially lifted: a lone figure on the rocky crest, the vast Welsh valley stretching to the horizon. Dark storm clouds separating layers of landscape at dusk. The ridge line doing what it does in every season, which is divide the air.
























