There’s a tiny road that leads out of our village of Sedgwick, to cross the deep gorge of the often thundering River Kent. A quarter of a mile later it connects with the busy A590 that links the M6 motorway with the heart of The Lake District.

There is usually one day, often in January, when a severe winter frost turns the leafless and dead-looking ‘bridge road’ into a twinkling grotto.

Very occasionally – as here – there is a blue sky. When the blue sky and the frost come together, the place becomes magical.

You can’t see it from the village. You have to be in the gorge, itself, to catch it. In previous years, I’ve had other motorists behind me who would not have taken kindly to my stopping on the narrow road to photograph the scene, no matter how fine the view was.

But on this occasion, with no-one behind me, I was able to stop the car and – leaning out from the driver’s window (and keeping a keen eye on the rear-view mirror) snap a few hasty shots. I was surprised how clearly they came out.

So here it is, in all its winter glory. It’s great to be able to share it.

Enjoy!

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©Stephen Tanham 2025

All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax. 

Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. 

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