PENDLE HILL STILL HOLDS SEVERAL BREEDING PAIRS OF GOLDEN PLOVER, usually high up on the peat hinterland. Their mournful song flights are far carrying and add to a wonderful soundscape of ascending skylarks, parachuting Meadow Pipits and clucking Red Grouse. Twite and Dunlin also used to breed up here but were long gone before I arrived in East Lancs in 2005. I’ve never managed to get too close to goldies, they’re usually quite wary on Pendle but I’m quite happy to settle for a few in-landscape images that I took with Phil Larkin earlier this spring.