13 photos. The cackle of a stream over water-worn pebbles; hidden birds striking out perfect notes. The sight and smell of wild garlic; bluebells gently swaying in dappled sunlight. A Dales wood is a delight on such a day. The few people I meet are cheerful; happy to be out and about in this peaceful haven, forgetting the world’s troubles and its greedy fools.
At the start of the week I was contemplating changing the name of my blog to Scribble by the Pebbles, such was the lack of water in the Ribble and elsewhere in the Dales. Many stretches of the riverbed near my home could easily be walked across which is very unusual as this is an area where water has traditionally been collected for meadows and powering mills.
One day I popped over to Wensleydale to see how low Semerwater was looking. The two large boulders by the car park (top pic) were totally exposed. I took photos of the naked rocks for posterity. In fact, I got a bit carried away with camera clicking this week and had a job whittling down the choice for the blog so I’ll let the pics do most of the talking.
No water heading over Langcliffe weir earlier this weekThe millpond provided sanctuary for this familyOutbreak of wild garlic at Langcliffe
Bluebells and ramsons basking in the sun by the Ribble
Looking down on SemerwaterBainbridge in Wensleydale
Time to top up the tan in the Dales
Looking across the meadows towards Malham Cove on a walk to Gordale
Standard Dales shot of Gordale Scar. I posted more on Twitter and Facebook earlier in the week.
I find it hard to get the exposure right when inside steep-sided Gordale which is usually in strong shadow. Again, the waterfall was nobbut a trickle.Sawley Abbey lies beside the Ribble on the traditional Yorkshire-Lancashire border. The monks at Sawley owned the land around Langcliffe and Giggleswick for around 400 years.Stone carvings at Sawley Abbey, done a almost 1,000 years ago – I wonder if my blogs will still be hanging around the Dales in 3017?
Although it’s been a mixed weather week in the Yorkshire dales my photo diary shows several golden moments. I walk with Romans, drive the border and a cow takes the wee-wee.
I did it byway
Top photo shows the Roman road stretching down Wensleydale.
I popped over into one of Ribblesdale’s next-dale-neighbours to follow in the footsteps of the Romans on Monday. The ancient route to Bainbridge, which I picked up at the top of Sleddale, offers some fine views up and down Wensleydale and Raydale. Although it wasn’t the crispest of days for long-distant shots, Semerwater, Pen Hill and Addleborough helped paint a good picture. It didn’t seem worth ploughing a way through the peat bog to the top of Wether Fell as the view across Wensleydale can be enjoyed just the same along the path which circles around the hill like a necklace.
Looking down Raydale towards Semerwater.Someone having an even better view of the Dales than me.Above, the flat top of Yorburgh with Wensleydale beyond.If my bearings are correct that’s Sedbusk seen from Wether Fell
Golden days and nights in the Dales
A late stroll from Langcliffe to watch the sunset was well worthwhile. Here several shots in no particular order:
Last light, nearing homeIngleborough in the distance (note the ‘sun dog’ – part of the Sun’s halo).Looking across to Penyghent on my outward journey.In low-level light looking down on the RibbleEvening shot of Ingleborough and Smearsett Scar from the Malham road out of Langcliffe,
Along the border
For a change of view of the sunset, the following evening I took a trip along the Yorkshire-Lancashire border …
Stocks Reservoir looked serene just as the Sun was disappearing over the horizon.
Is this cow taking the p*** out of my attempts to capture a rural sunset?On my journey back home the full Moon glowed brightly over Settle. I was on the lookout for werewolves.The grouse moors on the borderlands took on pretty patterns in the low light.On the way up the bleak moorland road from Bentham to Slaidburn the purple heather was soaking up the last rays of sunshine.Sheep settling down for the night near Gisburn Forest.Do not adjust your sets … I tried to get as much fading light as possible in the shot. The colours turned out weird but Ingleborough still looked majestic.From this angle, near the source of the River Hodder – part of which forms the traditional Yorkshire border – Gisburn Forest looks incredibly dense.
13 photos. The cackle of a stream over water-worn pebbles; hidden birds striking out perfect notes. The sight and smell of wild garlic; bluebells gently swaying in dappled sunlight. A Dales wood is a delight on such a day. The few people I meet are cheerful; happy to be out and about in this peaceful haven, forgetting the world’s troubles and its greedy fools.
