The journey that I am about to take you on may seem like a walk in the country or a wander around a town but it means a bit more to me than that as I seek direction onwards. I'm usually very modest about some of my photographic work, for example this particular post, but some of these trips were worthy of staying on for a few more days to depict some visual delights that you will not disappointed with.
|My "Scarborough Sandcastle manager" (september 2010)|
(all place names in blue are links to the relevant previous posts)
|Hill House Farm. "Right of way" rather than ... err ... a footpath !|
The Scarborough sandcastle manager is a very busy person and organises walking events and town tours for voluntary and fee paying groups. On this particular day he was wanting my advice on the suitability of his planned route for the fee paying "Amblers" ! It was at this point in the walk above that I gave him .... my opinions !! .... something for the (Grassington) "Ramblers".
It was with interest and half a smile that I noticed that this walk was put on this years programme during March. It looks like that I might have some pressure applied to me to attend !!
Following a riotous dispute in St Mary's Abbey in York, thirteen Benedictine monks founded the Abbey in a sheltered and more peaceful valley in 1132. Due to its business in the wool trade, Fountains Abbey became an affluent location home for the monks for a mix of wealthy times followed by economic hardship in the 400 year period leading up to the destructive Henry VIII in 1539. When the visiting Victorians tourists in the mid nineteenth century arrived, they were governed by strict rules so as not to damage the site. In more recent times the National Trust acquired the site from Yorkshire County Council in 1983 and were the organisation to best preserve it.
Sorry, I can't wait and I have to fast forward to lunchtime in Ripon square where the "Scarborough Sandcastle manager" inspired me in the local Tudor butchers shop (below) with two things I hadn't eaten before, a special herbed pork pie and Yorkshire curd tart.
Just to let you know that I must come back here again on my own to re sample it, visit Ripon Cathedral and tell you a bit more about the place in a separate post ... sometime !! ... as there is quite a bit of history about the town ...
We rejoined the footpath at T and R Williamson Varnish and enamel works built in 1775 ...
... and made a start on the return journey following the river for a short distance through the town.
After a mix of river, road and hedgerows, it finally felt that we were back out in the country again at Studley Roger.
.. where I would like to tell you about my feet !!
My fellow companion checked his map in order that we didn't miss the scenic route back.
"The Valley of the Seven Bridges" was the short return route that my friend decided to take the "Amblers" on in the end from the Fountains Abbey car park.
Finally we reached the lake on the estate signifying that the walk was nearly over ...
|Maybe I could just rest my feet in here for a minute or two !!|
As the long and weary day ( !! ) was coming to an end , it was time to reflect on some thoughts ...
... apart from a walk filled with ... Curd tart and tired feet !, it was a walk with many peaceful animal scenes ...