Burnmoor Lodge actually looks quite inviting in conditions like today; a place to linger, to enjoy and to soak in the surroundings. In stark contrast to this, if you should happen upon this place when the cloud is down and the wind is howling, then you're faced with an altogether different experience. One of uneasiness, where you actually feel more comfortable walking across the mist covered moor than in familiar surroundings, where, in normal circumstances you'd expect to find at least a little reassurance.
As my then nine year old Nephew said on one such day "this place gives you the creeps". I think we were both grateful of of company that day, especially while we were around the other side of the building, where we both swore that someone was watching us out of the upstairs windows