Yorkshire With Mum 2018 :: Part 2

Hello Lovelies,

Sorry I've been AWOL for so long. A few factors have contributed to this but I won't list excuses. Here's my final post from my mini break with mum back in June.

On the second day of our jolly mum and I had the luxury of a whole day to adventure in Yorkshire.

We woke to sunshine and decided to drive into the dales. Yay, the Yorkshire Dales. Such beautiful Limestone countryside.

Just look at that sky and the pretty view.

I left mum painting in her car and walked along this quiet lane.

then downhill towards a dramatic limestone formation.

But first it was time to investigate a spot I had seen many times on photos.

Janets Foss. A tranquil spot, but this dry weather had made the waterfall just a trickle. See it looking better HERE.

never mind, there was so much more I wanted to investigate.

I joined the footpath through the campsite.

And walked between high walls of rock.

The enter the dramatic chasm that is Goredale Scar.

There's a way to climb up the rocks beside the waterfall, and I watched others negotiating it, but decided against trying it myself today.

Instead I walked back past the tents.

and climbed through open fields

Looking back the view was already opening up.

My first glimpse of Pendle Hill on the horizon.

The weather was perfect. Sunny but a light breeze. Here I met a couple who said they were here at the same time last year and it had rained all week. I felt extra lucky.

A first view of the Malham cove.

Peeping over the edge...wow.

closer still to the edge...gulp.

I retreated from the edge and looked at my map. Mum said to meet at 3pm and it was only about 12.30pm...I decided to walk to that lake in the top left had corner of my map.

The path led through Ewe Moor.

Where I tramped over dinosaur bones...not really, but that's what they put me in mind of.

It was tricky going and quiet a hot spot.

I was certainly glad of my shorts and sunhat

I loved all the tiny flowers.

And the amazing landscape.

The rocky steps were a challenge and I had started to hope for a grassy path by this stage.

Looking back.

More rocks

Yay, grass. And a sign post in the distance. I must be nearly there now

A quarter of a mile?...no three quarters... Really! bother.

I was so glad to spot the blue of the water as I reached the brow of the hill. In the hot dry landscape it looked almost like a mirage.

Not much shade for me or the cows.

Actually the breeze returned up here.

It was so nice to sit by the water of Malham Tarn for a rest

And eat my "saved from the breakfast buffet" picnic :0)

Refreshed I started the return leg of my walk. Happily the map showed an easier route back to the cove. And it was so quiet. I do like having a footpath to myself sometimes.

Soon I was looking down on the cove.

Then walking on the tricksy Limestone Pavement.

And peering over the edge again...oooh errr.

Then descending the slippery stone steps which were hard to make out in the bright sunlight.

Looking back where I had come from at the side of the cove.

Nearly there.

Yay. No more steps, just a stunningly gorgeous spot. I was surprised how beautiful it was down here.

At the base of the cliff Swallows flew past me and stopped to enjoy a drink in the shade.

Such sweet birds, I loved watching them.

I was a bit fed up when my peaceful moment was interrupted but  then this little boy's reaction to this marvel of nature made me smile. He looked up and said "Wow! Nobody in the whole world has ever climbed up there" :0)

Soon it was time to head back to Malham village a meet up with mum. Bye bye Malham cove, you looked so beautiful today. What a treat for a walk on my birthday. I will remember that one for years to come :0)

This is the painting mum was just putting the finishing touches to when I got back to the car. Isn't it pretty.

And here are some more Malham views.

This final one is from our first day in West Yorkshire.

Special mementos of a special trip.

Jacquie xx