Stroll 64 pt2

Inglebrough is a great mountain. An iron age hill fort used to be atop it, and it now dominates the landscape around Ribblehead viaduct. I arrived at Ribblehead station with over an hour till my train was due. Not a bad place to wait, made even better by the excellent cafe that was there to serve walkers and rail travellers. Perfect.
 

Stroll 64 pt1

 I took the train to Garsdale, high in the Yorkshire Dales. From there I walked south to Ribblehead. It was a high level route with views like this one down to Dentdale. Jet fighters trained by flying beneath us down the valleys very fast. Layla, who is terrified of hot air balloons was totally fine with the supersonic weapons of mass destruction that swept past us.

Sheffield 2

 Walking on, I crossed the upper reaches of the river Don. It was the kind of fast flowing rocky river that is tailor made for dippers and grey wagtails. Sure enough both popped up, as soon as I looked over the bridge.

Sheffield 1

 I took the car in for its service in Sheffield. Whilst it was being done I took a walk through the past history of this great city. Walking through woods and old industrial sites, there was plenty of interest. I was listening to The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins, and as the plot the got more creepy and gothic, so did my route, until I found myself in a totally abandoned cemetery, which has been left to the elements. No one even trying to look after it. A real Victorian curiosity, much like the novel.

Stroll 63 iii

The path I took, took me away from the fairly numerous groups of walkers. This lot were on the summit ridge looking purposeful.

 

Stroll 63 ii

 

Atop the moor is a Neolithic stone circle (known totally inappropriately as The Twelve Apostles). It is an impressive site with views all around. In this shot Drax powerstation, which is 56km to the east, can be seen clearly on the horizon.

Stroll 63. Ilkley to Saltaire.

I walked from Ilkley, over the moor, to Saltaire in the Aire Valley. The moor starts straight out of mundane Ilkley, and for a while it has a whiff of municipal park about it. This shot is quite a way up towards the top of the moor, but the benches of remembrance belie the links to the town below.