It’s unpredictable because atmospheric conditions and position of the setting sun have to be right. It rarely happens when you are convinced it will happen and it took several visits to Wasdale to photograph The Screes turning pink before I finally got the image I had been chasing for several years. Usually, hordes of photographers congregate in Wasdale when conditions look promising. Fortunately most don’t seem to stray too far from their cars and it pays to climb a little higher to include a little foreground and a little more sky, but you need to be in place in good time as the shadow from the ridge behind you very quickly creeps upwards on The Screes. Once that shadow intrudes into the frame the image is lost, in my opinion, and it could mean months of disappointing returns until it all comes good again. Persistence pays of and if there’s one thing most landscapers can be rightly accused of, it’s persistence.