Very Cold Walking

The mild weather towards the end of last week lulled us into a false sense of security and we thought we’d go for a nice walk in the Dales. We headed out to the village of Grassington for a little nosey in the shops (no purchases: hurrah!) and a quick photograph or too of the local flora (that’s snowdrops and er, moss in this case)

It was cold. Very cold. Still we persevered because we’d come out this far and we were damned well going to have Time Outdoors Away From The House whether it was cold or not. We were headed for Yarnbury Lead Mines which is just out of Grassington. I didn’t know it existed until Andy suggested going, but I’m always game for an outing and happy to find new places.

To get to the lead mines you drive up Grassington High Street and just … keep going. It’s a tiny road, more like a track in places, and is very bumpy. You get a fabulous view if you look behind you (which as the passenger it is safe to do!) but it’s a steep incline which makes your ears pop.

Don’t you think that Yarnbury sounds like a places that should be made out of yarn and all things knitted and crocheted? Well to save you from the disappointment, I will tell you now that it is not in fact made from yarn. It is a very cold and bleak place on top of the Dales. With sheep, so I guess you could make the sheep — yarn connection there.

(I always try to dress appropriately for a walk. LOL.)

This is the Lead Mining Trail. You don’t really want to stray TOO far from it, because the rest of the landscape certainly bears the scars of mining …

This is apparently a Horse Whim. I prefer to think of it as “Something I have no wish to fall down.”

The sheep aren’t too bothered though, by the landscape or by people walking past. They just sort of look at you as you go by.

I tried to climb over this stile (from the other side, this photo is post-climbing) and over the gate as well and I got one leg each side sort of being battered around by the wind before I realised it was a little gate and you could just walk through. Doh.

Can you see the chimney in the distance? That’s where we were headed for but it was further than it looked and we were both freezing (and I ran out of camera battery and I always feel less motivation for walking when I can’t take photos) so we called it a day and went home.

Each side of this path is a ravine with a little stream running through. We weren’t sure what the pipes were for, perhaps in the mining days it was dammed?

Apart from the cold, it was really good to be up there: there were rabbits racing around and lots of Grouse chuckling to themselves in the gorse.

Here’s looking over the ravine, complete with pipe.

Now, as good as it was to be up there, it also felt a little scary. It’s very bleak and isolated, and you just got the feeling that the weather could turn in an instant and you’d be snowed in with no way off and would just never come back down again. It may be different in the summer!

Oh and the cold was so cold that it was making my ears whistle and I had to hold my hood around my head with both hands, which helped a lot but it was still whistly.

This is as far as we got, it was too cold to go any further and I was a little concerned about this sign:

Again, I have no wish to fall in a mine shaft!

Despite the cold it felt bloody good to be out. I like my home, but I do get fed up when all I see is my home and it’s nice to go somewhere that makes you appreciate coming back to it. I’m looking forward to more walks in the Dales (although probably with a woolly hat!)

21 thoughts on “Very Cold Walking

  1. It looks like a very lovely walk and Yarnbury is indeed a fantastic name. I’ve visited a leadmine in the Durham Dales before and the landscape is very similar. :O)x

  2. Crochet with Raymond says:

    What beautiful scenery, amazing to think if it when it was a mine and how smelly and yuck it would have been, love your moss photo the best, it is gorgeous!
    X

  3. That moss is amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever seen flowers (wee stem-thinigies?) like that on moss before. Of course, I haven’t really peered that closely at moss, either.

  4. Heather. Now then. You two. Sort out your Dales Destination and go somewhere more picturesque and cute and less scary next time! You need to stay a bit more low-lying in winter, ok? Try going to Burnsall and walking along the river from the Red Lion pub until you come to Linton Falls. Beeeeeeeeeeautiful, quite sheltered, friendly, cosy, no chance of serious injury. And lovely tea shops/pub in Burnsall when you return.
    x

  5. Anne Marie says:

    Lovely area. I’ve just commented on Lucy’s blog that I have been there and also have stayed at Grassington a few times, cycling when young. We stayed once at the end of a track in the middle of nowhere and I went off wandering before breakfast. I always found my way back though. I really love Yorkshire Dales and Grassington square is one of my favourite places. Didn’t need your description to see where it was.

  6. Looks like it would have been an awesome outing if it was a bit warmer. But the gate was the cutest thing :-). You are so lucky to have these wonderful places to explore right on your doorstep – I’m so jealous :-).

  7. Nanita says:

    Love, love the pictures, some might have come out of a LOTR movie, we don’t have any landscapes like that here in Belgium! But we do have cold winds, so here’s an advice: earwarmers! Really! (and yes, I too got excited reading “Yarnbury”, lol) :-) xxxx

  8. Hi Heather, well you may have been very cold, but it has warmed my heart to see Wonderful, Beautiful, Wild ….. Wuthering Heightsish Yorkshire again!!!! :0) I do look forward to traveling with you again in the coming months, I now live “down south” but was Yorkshire born and bred …. you could say a real Yorkshire pudding!
    Enjoy your creative days ….
    Val xx Berkshire

  9. Hi Heather, well you may have been very cold, but it has warmed my heart to see Wonderful, Beautiful, Wild ….. Wuthering Heightsish Yorkshire again!!!! :0) I do look forward to traveling with you again in the coming months, I now live \"down south\" but was Yorkshire born and bred …. you could say a real Yorkshire pudding!
    Enjoy your creative days ….
    Val xx Berkshire

  10. Right. I have no bleeding clue why I haven’t been getting your updates in my blogger dashboard so I have joined blog lovin’. I have dedicated this morning to having a good old catch up. Soooooooooo looking forward to spending some time with you my love.

    See you in a mo, I’m off to your next post.

    xxx

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