On one of our days off this week we found ourselves driving through the North Pennines, on a road straight through miles and miles of open moors. It felt like we were on Mars. We spotted a random lake so we pulled the car over for a closer look. When we opened the car doors we were hit with absolute silence, it was bizarre. I've never heard quiet like it.
Shot with the Mamiya RZ67 and expired Portra 160