on the Friday of our short break n Yorkshire mum and I took the opportunity to drive into the dales. We headed up Wharfdale and stopped here to admire the sunlight on Kilnsey crag
They were flying overhead and I loved listening to their "pee-wit" call. You can see one flying in the centre of this photo if you look closely.
Here's a clearer view.
I crossed this cattle grid.
To get a closer look at the lambs.
Who were so small and cute.
Soon we moved on and came to the village of Conistone and I went exploring while mum sketched. The daffodils in the churchyard were going over but still looked pretty and there was so much birdsong here.
Hello Mr Robin.
I explored a footpath I noticed and climbed a short distance to look back on the village and Kilnsey crag beyond.
Here's the view mum was sketching.
and her drawing.
We carried on, past more sheep and lambs.
Through more pretty villages.
and had to stop regularly to capture the wonderful views.
After a while we arrived at Buckden and parked the car again.
There's an information barn here.
I like walking where there are lots of clear signs :0)
The path climbed steadily and delicate little primroses made me smile.
Here in upper Wharfdale it felt much earlier in spring than it did down in the midlands, and also earlier than down in West Yorkshire where we were staying.
The rocky path kept climbing.
And the reward...as always...was a lovely view.
I looked down on the farmer feeding his flock.
And always remembered to close the gate :0)
And there were stepping stones across the stream.
The water level did seem low, a result of our dry spring I'm sure.
I was going to sit by the river and eat my picnic, but decided to carry on a while.
Passing lots more lovely lambs.
And then spotting a place to shelter from the wind while I ate my snack.
A cinnamon bagel from the breakfast buffet was very welcome.
I don't have the right walking map for this part of the dales, so I had improvised by taking a screen shot of Jenny's walk...Thank you Jenny :0)
It's a shame the sun had disappeared as the views back down the valley were lovely.
Here they are still waiting for the wild garlic to flower too.
I was not following all of Jenny's route, but looking for the path that would take me down into Hubberholme to meet mum. There's the sign.
The lambs were going around in little groups here. Feeling brave as I approached.
Until a Baaa from an adult called them back to a safe distance.
Soon the village came into view.
And I met up with mum, who had spent the time I was away painting. I loved the spring colours in her watercolour.
As it was getting late in the afternoon we decided to start heading back down the valley, stopping at a lovely little tea shop on the way.
Oh, the joy of a weekday visit outside the school holidays. We had the place to ourselves.
I can thoroughly recommend the Spiced Apple cake ...and the place mat, with it's view of Pen-y-ghent made me smile, reminding me of my previous dales walk last September.
There's one final Yorkshire walk from this trip still to share. But I'll save that for next time.