A lap of Gormire this morning. Rain all the way down, and all the way back, but the sun broke over on the unfathomable lake, although Wikipedia says it’s 21 feet. Enough to cover the reputed village that lies at its bottom next to the gateway to hell. I saw none of its infamous leeches, just a couple of pairs of swans. The broadleaf trees of Garbutt Wood looking good in their autumn colours.
According to Elgee, the lake was formed as a result of a massive land slump which characteristically produces a ridge with a hollow behind. There are many examples of these geological features in the North York Moors, the best known to me is that on Roseberry Topping created as a result of the 1912 landslip.
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