It stretches for miles, on and on,brown, green and purple. The undulations indicated by shadows distorting the landscape. High above a bird of prey makes it’s call, the only sound other than the whispering of a warm breeze through the heather. It is calm right now, peaceful in the sun light. When that changes it quickly becomes wild and terrifying, lonely and desolate, a place that is to be avoided. But it is beautiful and awe-inspiring, free and undisturbed.