Last light on the first evening

Eagerly anticipated every spring, the first evening when sufficient light remains to enjoy an evening on the crag or bike after work never fails to catch me by surprise. And so it was that I found myself on a local gritstone edge, racing the setting sun to reach a section of the crag where I could focus on a several problems without having to move far in between. 
Feeling particularly rusty, I scratched my way up and along several old favourites before failing quite completely on an old project which I last climbed two or possibly three years ago.
Heading down and a long view towards Pendle as the stars came out - hopefully the weather will hold and there will be time for a few more, less rushed evenings on the moors this spring.