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We start the day with rain and drizzle and a fast trip to Wensleydale Creamery in Hawes. Yes, we try five varieties of Wensleydale (some plain, some "mature," some with cranberries, etc.) and decide not to buy anything but a tea towel. The clerk gives me Wallace and Grommit stickers to give out to my… Continue reading Traveling Around in Yorkshire
Across the street from Heather Cottage is an old-fashioned Victorian Rock Garden.Apparently, when it began, travelers would bring back plant specimens the way we bring back souvenirs, and plant them in their rock gardens. Much of this garden was alpine, the flowers and plants tucked into the rocky hollows. Follow the above link to learn… Continue reading Victorian Rock Garden
We drove along a red road now--the A684--heading for Hawes. Where are we staying? asks Dave? I consult my travel book and look up. There! I say. Heather Cottage in Aysgarth. And so we arrive at our B&B.Heather Cottage from the other side, at the bend in the road.Our gracious and kind hosts for the… Continue reading Heather Cottage, Aysgarth, Wensleydale
Notwithstanding the flowers in the bumper in the previous post, we did drive safely, arriving here on the afternoon of the 4th of July. Our bed and breakfast (Heather Cottage, see next post) is at the bend of the road just before you head on to Hawes, site of Wensleydale Creamery.Aysgarth is actually about 3… Continue reading Aysgarth, Wensleydale, England
"We are in serious babe country," says Dave, looking around.I was surprised. He usually never mentions the women. And the women in Milan and northern Italy I thought were more provocative. I mention this to him and he says,"Not babe. Babe," and makes the sound of a lamb bleating.Yes, we are in serious Babe country.These… Continue reading Yorkshire Dales National Park
July 4th--Happy Independence DayTo celebrate properly, we decided that we should sing Our Country 'Tis of Thee as we drove along small country roads. The tune is based on the English melody God Save the Queen. Fitting, we thought. We really owe a great debt to being of English lineage; when I say "we" I… Continue reading Grassington, Wharfedale, England
This is a post from our trip to Italy and England, July 2008. Fountains Abbey is in ruins. I liked this church very much, as the structure, not the decoration, was the emphasis. No windows, statues, mosaic floors (except for one)--just the walls, the layout and the gloriously sunny sky. This was one of our… Continue reading Fountains Abbey
York Minster is England's largest medieval cathedral, complete with stained glass windows, lovely wooden carved choir seats and Gothic everythings. It also has the Semaphore Saints, but more on that later.We approached the cathedral from the side, and could see the massive bell towers.This is the south transept entrance, where they shake you down. No,… Continue reading York Minster
The Grand old Duke of York,He had ten thousand men.He marched them up the hill, And marched them down again. And when you're up, you're up;And when you're down, you're down.And when you're only halfway up,You're neither up nor down!This old song kept running through my head as we went up and down the walls.… Continue reading The City of York
Just kidding.We arrived in London yesterday. . . are (0bviously) backlogged on the blog. . .. . . and are leaving tomorrow for home. We'll fill in the travel report later!
The Traveled Mind 