Another Halfway House … Canons Ashby

We checked out after breakfast and decided that popping into The Shed for a coffee with Anne before heading home was just too lovely an invitation to miss! We found her at work stitching and were made very welcome as we chatted about all sorts. I really hope to be back soon, hopefully for an actual workshop!

After a good couple of hours, we left the motorway in search of our halfway stop. The sat nav took us cross country, and as we drew up to crossroads in a village it looked familiar. We realised we had been here before, in fact bought groceries in that very shop, while we had been aboard Daisy on the Grand Union Canal last year!

Anyway, a little further we got to Canons Ashby which proved another gem.

John Dryden was given the estate by his father-in-law in the C16th and using masonry from the fallen priory buildings, he built the Tower House, a style more usually found further north. The house has been much altered by later Drydens who have lived here for 400 years. The most famous was a later John Dryden who was the first Poet Laureate in 1668.

We only had time for a quick tour of the house, but treasures included a splendid room with this grand fireplace. Apparently at one time it was painted white, at which point the beautiful Delft tiles were added, but now the white paint has been removed, they look a little incongruous but just show another layer in the history of the house.

During restoration in 1990, these painted murals showing a scene from the story of Jeroboam which date to around 1600 were revealed.

Also, rooms which had been used by the family decorated with coats of arms later became the servants dining room!

After tea and cake and a short drive to the M40, we found we were only about an hour from home, so we will definitely be back for a better look.

One last thing, I’ve just finished The Vanished Bride by Bella Ellis in which the Brontë sisters go sleuthing to solve a mystery. I love the way fiction can make history more accessible and having been to the Parsonage, I could imagine them sitting in the dining room talking over their strategy. Bearing in mind the sisters felt themselves just as capable as men given half a chance, I thought storyline seemed perfectly possible and it was a pretty good yarn.

So that’s it, our Yorkshire Tea Break is over, can’t stop to natter, it’s time to get on!

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Bolton Abbey Blues

A sunny morning with a beautiful blue sky and today we are moving on, but first a quick detour to the romantic ruins of Bolton Abbey.

Scottish raiders began the destruction of the monastery and Henry VIII dissolution did the rest, but the body of the church survived as a parish church.

We had a look inside and particularly liked the painting behind the altar by a local artist depicting Madonna lilies as the church is dedicated to St Mary as well as barley, olive, vine, Passion flower, wild rose and palm, all of which symbolise the passion.

There are also windows by Pugin, telling the life of Christ.

I was looking forward to using the stepping stones, first laid as a crossing point for the lay workers at the Priory, but some have recently been dislodged by trees so we had to use the bridge. I left Chris taking photos while I went for a walk through the woods …

… and along the river, down one side and back the other.

Our other stop of the day was Shibden Hall, just outside Halifax, a Tudor Manor House which had been home to the Lister family from the C17th, set on a hill overlooking the valley.

Anne Lister was born in 1791 and is sometimes described as the first modern lesbian. She was a successful woman entrepreneur and landowner and her full story was revealed when her diary was unearthed in an archive.

We watched a short film where Helena Whitbread described how she found the diary when looking for source material for a research project. She then managed to decode secret sections revealing Anne’s lesbian sexuality, as well as her views on men, money, business, and the society in which she lived.

Her subsequent book formed the basis of the script for the TV series Gentleman Jack which has brought quite a number of visitors recently, including us, interested to learn more about Anne Lister and to see where she lived.

Anne Lister was eager to improve the house and grounds and made several alterations to the house such as removing the ceiling here to give the impression of an open medieval manor hall, complete with gallery and striking staircase.

She also added the mock gothic tower which she made into a library and landscaped the grounds which still offers walks and a boating lake open to the public, but we didn’t explore these.

Another short drive found us pulling up in the car park of The Huntsman, an independent country pub with rooms on Saddleworth Moor, high above Holmfirth village.

We settled into our cosy room and later had dinner in the restaurant.

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Steaming Round Haworth

On Sunday we decided to let the train take the strain, but first we drove over the tops to Haworth before it got too busy. We began in the Brontë Museum, in the parsonage where the family lived from 1860.

We learnt all about their lives and literary achievements, and the large number of personal items including Charlottes dresses, scarves and bonnets displayed in rooms they actually inhabited was quite moving.

Here is the dining room where much of the writing would have been done …

… and Branwell’s room, presented as it might have looked to convey the chaotic character of his mind.

We were also reminded how very fragile life was, with their father out living them all.

Chris was happy to sit for a bit, so we parked at Penistone Country Park and I took a short walk across the moor …

… and down to the Brontë Waterfall to take a few pics.

It’s amazing how quickly the weather can change as I had a strong wind with a slight drizzle in my face all the way but by the time I walked back, the wind had gone and my coat was round my waist!

Finally to the train. The Keighley and Worth Valley Railway which once carried coal and textiles to the local mills is now the only complete, preserved standard gauge branch line in the world and they regularly run steam trains. We were just buying our return tickets at Oxonhope as the announcement said the train was about to arrive, which it did!

The station looks really authentic in its burgundy and cream livery, but no time for a cuppa now, let’s get aboard.

Inside, the carriages are just as I remembered on the trains from Kenton to Wembley as a child, although they were diesel.

The route took us back through Haworth, then on Oakworth which was used as a location both Railway Children films and has prompted us to watch the newer one when we get home.

A lucky bend offered a good view of the engine …

The end of the line is Keighley and we got out for a look while they moved the engine round to pull us back, and got Yorkshire Tea and flapjacks to eat on the way back.

Appropriately, we went just round the corner to The Railway for dinner and we’re glad we booked as it was full of people tucking into huge plates of roast dinner. We’ve eaten incredibly well in Skipton with visits to Le Bistro des Amis and Elsworth Kitchen on previous evenings, all showcasing good local produce and great home cooking, and Chris has been impressed with the varied vegetarian choices.

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Wonderfully Woolly Yarndale

Next day was Yarndale … and having learned that giddy is a good Yorkshire word, I think that perfectly sums up how I was feeling! During Covid, I took up slow stitching, particularly following the textile artist Anne Brooke and have taken part in her year long tag and flag projects. She is exhibiting at Yarndale which will give me the opportunity to meet her, but also to shop for bits and pieces to add to my slowly expanding stash of stitching goodies!

After breakfast, Chris decided to spend the day driving round and about, taking photos while I set off on foot to find Yarndale by following the woolly trail of crocheted markers along the Yarn Walk …

… which took me over the canal …

… and through a park to the Auction Mart, a huge shed decorated with woolly bunting …

… and separated into pens, usually occupied by livestock, but today all things woolly instead.

I wandered round and found Anne’s pen and it was lovely to meet her properly after all this time, and her friend Jane who often joins the online Stitch & Chat sessions. I was able to see some of her stitching on display and also share some of mine, and left after a little retail therapy well as the offer of a coffee at The Shed, her workshop in Brighouse, if I had time to stop on our way home.

Slowly I worked my way through some 200 exhibitors, quite a lot selling wool of one sort or another, maybe raised from specific breeds or hand dyed, or specially for felting/weaving/knitting.

I was very successful in my search for woolly bits and roving for a new macraweave wall hanging and it was good to have purpose to my browsing.

Once I was done, Chris picked me up and we drove to Grassington for a quick look, mainly as it is the filming location for Darrowby in the current production of All Creatures Great and Small. Once you look carefully, you realise how different the place looks when the film crew dresses the location for filming, adding pillars and fencing and removing the cars.

Nonetheless, we did spot the pub and the vet practise and a couple of premises getting in on the act! We had hoped for a cuppa somewhere but we’d left it too late, so had another excellent mug of Yorkshire Tea back at Highfield House. Chris told me he’d had a good day driving around the dales enjoying the views, taking a short walk to Linton Falls and sampling cake but he’d left his photo head behind!

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See Ewe in Skipton

So here we are in Skipton, which grew as a prosperous market town, trading sheep and woollen goods with its name deriving from “sceap”, meaning sheep and “tun” meaning town. In the C19th it developed into a small mill town, connected to the major cities by the Leeds and Liverpool Canal. The mill buildings remain, a testament to the hundreds of looms that once wove here, but many have been converted to flats and shops. Today, it’s more about tourism and with the Yorkshire Dales rising up just behind the town, they are on the doorstep.

We learnt quite a bit about the history during our hour long cruise along the canal, complete with comedic commentary from Skipton Boats.

Later we wandered a little in the town and down the High Street where the market is unusual as stall holders can just pitch up in any available spot.

After coffee and cake we went to the town hall, unfortunately covered in scaffolding, but look at the poster outside!

Inside, we looked round the interesting little museum. You can see from this display that Sylko thread was made here in Skipton by the Dewhurst mill, and I’ve still got a couple of old wooden spools just like these!

There were also mill pattern books, and this one shows cotton shirt fabrics of the 1900’s made at Fareys Mill.

I also took a photo of this chap, mainly because of the amazing story!

I left Chris taking photos, and took a walk in Skipton Castle Woods.

I caught a glimpse of the castle high above, apparently well preserved and worth seeing, but we didn’t visit.

The waters of Eller Brook run through the woods …

… and a dam was built …

… to power all the mills.

Afterwards, I walked along the canal …

… to our B&B to meet Chris and we checked in to Highfield House, a tall Yorkshire house …

… where our room had a little Yorkshire sparkle …

… a view of the dales …

… and our first mug of Yorkshire Tea!

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Our Halfway House … Baddesley Clinton

So we’re off! Today was a long drive, but that in itself was a change of pace and the road was fairly clear. The highlight was our lunchtime stop, a National Trust house conveniently chosen just off the motorway, complete with coffee shop.

According to the website, Baddesley Clinton is a charming moated manor house which was home to the Ferrers family for 500 years passing from father to son for 12 generations. The family was catholic with their fortunes rising and falling and while changes were made to the house, including a priest hole, it has retained many of its original features and character.

As soon as we got there we realised it hadn’t been oversold, it really was lovely, and the volunteers were eager to show us round.

There are always little gems to learn like the straw or thresh laid on the floor is kept in place by the piece of wood or threshold in the doorway. Also, I won’t think of Solihull the same way again having been told it is named for the soil hill it’s built on – no doubt ensuring excellent gardens!

There were several elaborate carved fireplace surrounds, including these.

We heard about The Quartet, four friends who lived a life of rural bliss here in the mid c19th.

Marmion Ferriers had inherited the house, married Rebecca Orpen and two years later they were joined at Baddesley by her aunt, Lady Georgiana Chatterton, and her second husband, Edward Dering. Georgiana wrote novels and other books and became a highly successful author, leaving the equivalent of some £4m in her will; Dering tried his hand at writing but was nowhere near as successful as his wife; Rebecca took up painting and there are lots of her pictures round the house and Marmion played the part of a rural squire ensuring the welfare of his tenants and staff. The house felt so homely, they could just have been out for a walk.

There were beautiful flowers in all the rooms …

… which was hardly surprising when we saw the lovely garden …

… including a well stocked cutting garden.

Time to move on, and we had intended another stop on the way, but the traffic was heavier and the rain started and we decided to cut our losses, pick up a packet of biscuits in Sainsbury’s and retreat to the Premier Inn when we arrived in Burnley. We had dinner a few steps away at the convenient Brewers Fayre and got an early night.

It was a beautiful morning and when we checked out, we noticed the photo behind the desk of a sculpture made of metal pipes resembling a windswept tree on the top of a hill. This is Burnley’s Singing Ringing Tree and we began with a detour to see it.

The idea is that the wind enters the tubes and makes whistling sounds although while we were there, there was only a slight breeze so it was hardly noticeable. Nonetheless, we got a great view and enjoyed watching a shepherd and his dog herding sheep, before setting off for Skipton.

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Chris & Elaine’s Yorkshire Tea Break 2022

It all began with Yarndale!

I started sewing during Covid and had heard about this great textile show full of all things wonderful and woolly in Skipton, so we’ve decided to go, and this year is the 10th anniversary.

Of course there are lots of other good reasons to visit Skipton as it is a pretty market town at the foot of the Yorkshire Dales with a rich heritage. The Brontë Parsonage is nearby at Haworth and Holmfirth where Last of the Summer Wine was filmed, is on the road home.

Since the dodgy knee is still with us, we’ll take every opportunity to have a cup of Yorkshire’s best while we soak up the view and are really looking forward to a few days away.

Journal Entries

Our Halfway House … Baddesley Clinton

See Ewe in Skipton

Wonderfully Woolly Yarndale

Steaming Round Haworth

Bolton Abbey Blues

Peaks and Dales

Another Halfway House … Canons Ashby

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Ingleton Waterfalls & Twistleton Scar

I’d seen some pictures of solitary trees growing out of the limestone pavement at Twistleton Scar and when we looked at the map, realised we could combine this with the Ingleton Waterfall Trail. The trail was opened in 1885 after paths and bridges were built to improve access to the waterfalls. Today it is well organised with a big car park and an entry fee which seemed reasonable for a 4.5 mile trail and a number of waterfalls along the way. We walked uphill along the River Twiss passing Pecca Falls, Pecca Twin Falls and Holly Bush Spout.

As we climbed out of the valley, there was a stall selling refreshments and the fresh lemonade with spring water was most welcome.

Round the corner was the singularly most impressive waterfall, Thornton Force.

The path then heads our of the valley and along Twistleton Lane, but we took a detour, along a bridle way which climbed up to the top of Twistleton Scar.

At the top we found the limestone pavement, sheep and a few trees.

We found a sheltered spot for to eat our sandwiches …

then made our descent. The trail continues along the banks of the River Doe passing Beezley Falls and Baxenghyll Gorge, but there are only so many waterfalls you can photograph! We returned through the village to the car park and were exhausted! At 7.4 miles, it wasn’t the most we’d clocked up, but with all the steps up and down and the climb up Twistleton Scar it felt the most demanding.

Back for a cuppa and to read more of my Dales mystery. I love it when I find a book set where I’m staying and several of the places mentioned are local like Goat Lane, Twistleton & Ribble so I wasn’t surprised when I googled Julia Chapman and found that while Bruncliffe is fictional, it’s location is exactly where Settle is, just two miles down the road! And that’s where we headed for dinner, to The Talbot for a very good meal on our last night, before driving home tomorrow.

Had a great drive home, stopping at Little Moreton Hall in Congleton on the way, just a short hop from the motorway. Well worth a visit with really inspiring volunteers.

Postscript

Hadrian’s Wall was a great idea for a destination and the reality certainly ticked all the boxes. We drove 1181 miles, walked 75 miles and visited three National Parks … not record breaking but great fun especially as we only had one wet day. We walked round the highest lake in England, visited the highest single drop waterfall in the country and while we might not have climbed the Yorkshire Three Peaks, we did photograph them! None of the photos do justice to the size of the landscape with huge open spaces, big skies and sheep everywhere and we will definitely be going north again.

Chris’s Photos

Chris rarely gets a photo included here as it takes time to convert raw files and he processes them in Lightroom once we get home, so click on the photo below to go to his Flickr album and he’ll add his photos over the next week or two … worth a look and a diary note!

Keld waterfall ramble....another one!😊

Keld waterfall ramble....another one!😊

Malham Tarn

I woke early and finally finished my book, leaving several loose ends which no doubt continue to the next book in the series! I’ve now gone from a body in Scyamore Gap to one in Gordale Scar where we walked yesterday in a Dales mystery called Date with Death! Sounds like this walking lark might be a bit more dangerous than just a blister!

We began our day with another of the best drives in the dales, along Goat Lane which climbs out of Stainforth then heads uphill with the 694m peak of Pen-y-Ghent appearing on the left, the lowest of Yorkshire’s Three Peaks.

The lane becomes the Pennine Way and dips down into the valley of Littondale, with the scattered cottages of Halton Gill at the foot of the fell. Despite meeting several cars, a cyclist and two walkers hiking the Pennine Way, it still feels a long way from civilisation and when you look at a map, you realise you are!

We looped round to Malham Moor and parked beside Malham Tarn, 377m above sea level and the highest lake in England, then walked round it. The whole area is owned by the National Trust, including Tarn House on the far side of the tarn, once owned by Walter Morrison who had such visitors as Charles Darwin and John Ruskin as well as Charles Kingsley who was inspired by the local scenery and Darwin’s ideas of evolution when he wrote the Water Babies.

We stopped to eat sandwiches, then continued walking round, spotting a rabbit and deer on the way!

The last stretch took us across fields to an old smelt chimney which gave a great view all round. During the 18th century, lead, copper and zinc carbonate were mined on Pike Daw, the crushed metal ore was processed at the smelt mill and a long flue led from the mill to this chimney, where the toxic fumes dispersed.

Another great walk and the sun even came out towards the end. Back to our cottage and a curry feast curtesy of the Co-op … perfect!

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Malham Cove

After a quick forage in Settle for a few groceries, we went walking, having passed these fine chaps on the way …

Malham Cove is apparently the most popular walk in the Yorkshire Dales and why not, when according to one story it is a giant hoof print made when the Norse god Odin was riding his horse Sleipnir! It has been attracting visitors for centuries, with painters such as JMW Turner promoting the area further. It’s a popular spot, but there was ample car parking and plenty of space for everyone. We took the footpath through the village and across the fields to Malham Cove, a huge limestone amphitheatre shaped cliff and sat on a rock and ate our sandwiches pondering the fact that this would once have been a huge waterfall. Today there is a small underground stream that emerges at its foot and becomes the Malham Beck. Above were climbers attempting ascent of the rock face.

We took the path to the left which became quite a long flight of rough steps to the top of the cliff. We could look down and see the path snaking back to the village.

The top of the cove is a large area of deeply eroded limestone pavement, where slightly acid rainwater has gradually dissolved the rock along faults and cracks.

Clints are the blocks of limestone that constitute the paving and grykes are the fissures that separate them where a varIety of plants thrive as the sheep can’t get them!

It was best to take care the gaps were quite big enough to trap a foot. If it looks familiar, it was the spot that Harry and Hermione camped out in Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows.

From here we followed others, across the top …

… then down to Gordale, then left, alongside the stream, into another amphitheatre of cliffs either side towards a waterfall at the head of the scar.

Looking outwards, the narrowing of the scar is almost more obvious.

The final leg of the walk was back to Malham village via Janet’s Foss, a waterfall where the drop pool was traditionally used for sheep dipping. The name Janet or sometimes Jennet is thought to be a folk tale reference to a fairy queen who inhabited a cave at the rear of the waterfall.

As we walked back to the car, we’d clocked up 6.8 miles and the completion of the most popular walk in the Yorkshire Dales. We had a quick look in the shop and I was making a note of a novel set in the Dales for future reading when I overheard a walker who had misunderstood the bus timetable. He had a problem getting back to Settle for his train, and without thinking too much about it, we offered him a lift and were happy to help.

That evening we cooked … or leastways heated pasta sauce we’d bought at Tebay services to have with pasta and broccoli … once we’d mastered the hob!

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