I just got back from a trip to Wensleydale with my big sister Kath (or Maffrin, as we still sometimes call her.) Here she is above, striding down the hill from Burtersett to Gayle, on a cold windy morning (Sunday) when we wished we had our hats and gloves with us.
I didn’t take many pictures but here’s one of Lady Hill at around 9 o’clock in the evening. The man in charge of the spotlight didn’t quite have his aim right.
Here is another one of Lady Hill I took a few years ago:
This one looks in the other direction, towards Bolton Castle – can you see it?
Same trip, looking down…I like the light.
And here is one taken on the Thoralby road above Aysgarth, the village my parents lived in. I took it one time when I was with my mother. The cows were going in for milking. It has been my desktop photo for years.
Dave said last week - “What is it about you lot [me and my sibs] and cows?”
Well, we were brought up on a farm which had prize-winning Friesians, and we loved our parents and think fondly of our childhood, so I guess that has something to do with it…