After lunch it was time to continue our journey by this time I was down to one beautiful lady, I wonder, it can’t have been something I said……..Can it? First stop on the agenda was Buttertubs pass. This is a road between Wensleydale and Swaledale. It is named after a series of potholes, these in turn were named as farmers would rest by them on their way to market and lower butter tubs into the potholes to keep them cool.
I was totally exhausted when we reached the summit…………….Nah! We drove up but it’s a shattering experience just watching cyclists puffing and pedalling up a hill of this magnitude.
This countryside appears to go on for ever. It was lovely today, in the winter there would be a bit of a nip in the air.
We came across this little beck but not for long…………………………
Down it….was going to say plunged, that is stretching credibility too far………trickled into a pothole.
Leaving us with a lone sheep for company. It was back to the car and a run over into Swaledale.
It seems that every other field has it’s own stone barn, they are all in remarkably good condition. Hay is kept in the top half and livestock in the bottom.
That’s part three of a whirlwind tour of two dales. It was time to move on for a final stop of the day but not before a quick pint at the Tan Hill Inn. Purely medicinal, it was either a pint or the tripod, the image stabilisation on the camera was reaching it’s limits.
Lovely pictures and to finish up a nice pint (or two).
ReplyDeleteBeautiful countryside indeed.
ReplyDeleteInteresting about the name Buttertubs pass.
Might be handy for a pub quiz one night ;)
Bob A quick one, bloody quick and lucky to get it.
ReplyDeleteKeith, it is but as always with landscape it has to be early or late in the day. Wikepedia I got that from, check first.
Yes, I love those hills...countryside!
ReplyDeleteSo soft...
We have a song here and I am not sure I will translate well:
Nobody will know that I am gone
Only they will see that I am not...
Down on the hills and leafs
Or up on the sky...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yxU5mL2s5nM
Well...listen to it...is from my country, a folk song.
Regards
wind
Those are STONE barns? WOW! I have never seen such a thing, really awesome!
ReplyDeleteIs that sheep wild or domestic/farmed?
I really like your photos here! I love the little trickle, and I LOL when you said you were exhausted at the top. You travel like I do. ;o) (Well... I hiked in Mexico but there was always beer a the end. lol)
Wind, thank you and thanks for the link.
ReplyDeleteKrista, The barns are common there must be a hundred or so in this dale alone.
Sheep are wild but farmed. They live on the moor in summer. When the weather is bad the farmer rounds them up and takes them into the valley.
Don't mock it's very tiring watching other people work.
The last picture.... Classic Yorkshire Dales packed in one frame, I have been looking for such a picture for some time. First class choice
ReplyDeleteJ on Tour, it is a view I've seen before in photographs, it needs early or late light to get some shadows.
ReplyDeleteI'm enjoying this trip. I can't believe that it's this long since I've been in Blogland and visited. Oh dear. Wine time's turning into eating time. Perhaps a little later for the rest of the catch up.
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