All treatments are finished and so we decided on a well earned break with a week in Yorkshire accompanied by dad! A few walks were planned for this trip but it was also supposed to be a rest and a chance to collect our new walking boots from Altberg in Richmond. We were staying at the Jervaulx Abbey caravan site and dad stayed at the Cover Bridge Inn just a couple of miles up the road.
Thursday 10th July 2008.
We picked up dad from the Cover Bridge Inn at 9:30 am and drove to Richmond to pick up our boots. Dad enjoyed reminiscing about boot making and even the owner of Altberg came out to chat to him. After a few slight alterations to the boots we were on our way.
After a wander around Richmond we drove to Aysgarth to see the falls, they were very impressive after all the rain we have had.
We walked up to the church and saw the rood screen that had been moved there from Jervaulx abbey during the reformation. We then went for a walk on the opposite bank to the one all the tourists use and had nice views of the falls and rapids as we headed along the river to West Burton. As we crossed some fields towards Burton we noticed two follies, one shaped like a cone and the other like a diabolo. They had been built in the 1800's and served no purpose apart from some slight shelter.
We then followed field paths back to Aysgarth. The guidebook said it was a 4 miles walk but we all thought it was more like 6 (
actually 5.5).
Saturday 12th July 2008
Dad arrived at about 9.45 and we set off to Studley to see Fountains abbey. We decided on a walk first as it was a bit cloudy and waited for a brief shower of rain to pass and then set off. We walked to the lower car-park and then onto a bridleway beside the old abbey walls. It was very muddy but quite nice with slight views of the abbey. The first problem came around the farm where the footpath went through the yard which was full of cows. They would not move and we couldn't open the gate without letting them out or without getting showered with poo or wee! We eventually found a way round the back of the barn which led into the correct field but which meant wading across a boggy field to get back to the footpath. We then headed through woodland past a ruined arch and onto the Ripon Rowell way. We then followed the path through fields of oilseed rape and wheat and round Markenthwaite Hall. Here we had to cross a field with cows, young calves and a huge bull. He was quite content to ignore us and we quickly moved to the next field where we disturbed several curlews and lapwings. We emerged onto Straint lane, a green lane not wide enough for wheeled traffic and followed the path past barley fields, through to Whitcliffe lane. Here we found we had gone off the path and emerged further up the lane than we should but this cut the road walking down a bit. Next through a field of peas to reach the next stile which led to a water meadow. Unfortunately after yesterday's rain we could not find a way through. Dad got very wet feet trying! We went back over the stile and followed the field edge until we found a low fence that took us into a drier area of the field and back to the path which took us between buildings and back onto Fountains road. We entered the abbey from the bottom entrance and looked at a landscape photographic exhibition. We chatted to the photographer about how he takes his pictures and then walked through the park to the abbey and onto the teashop. After a spot of refreshment we walked back through the gardens with dad taking photos. The walk 11 miles -so much for a restful day!
We left the carpark at 5.15 and pulled into a farm advertising local produce as we wanted some veg. The shop was open but no-one was about. We then noticed the sign saying "self-service". There was an egg box with money and a book to record purchases. What trust. We bought veg and some yorkshire honey.
Sunday 13th July 2008
We decided on a quiet day today and so walked along the river Ure to Coverbridge. The river banks were lovely, full of giant bellflower, meadowsweet, meadow cranesbill and vetches.
There were lots of different types of damselfly too. At the Coverbridge we decided to walk onto the Blue Lion at East Witton where we had a drink and a bag of crisps and then returned along the river to the caravan tohave a cup of tea and slice of cake. We then thought we would walk to the ice-cream parlour. We walked across Jervaulx park but missed the footpath so came out at the wrong place. We eventually found the road and walked up to Brymores. It was packed as mini cooper, motorbike and TVR rallies had all descended on the carpark. We then walked back across Jervaulx park.