At this time of year, although bitingly cold, the Yorkshire
moors are breathtakingly beautiful, showcasing the glory of nature and sheer magnificence
akin to Peter Jackson’s portrayal of New Zealand in his Lord of the Rings
productions.
Having visited for a funeral, spirits were duly low, but
when I encountered the stunning landscapes, I could not help but feel a sort of
living presence, pulsing in every aspect of the surroundings, breathing life
and energy through me. The crisp air and dewy flowers were intoxicating, as was
the river with its thousands of intricate reflections that you could stare into
endlessly.
Bolton Abbey was by far the most captivating place I
visited. In the heart of the Yorkshire Dales, the ruins of a 12th
century monastery exist in acres of woodland that are truly staggering and
simply must be experienced. We walked for hours through the woods (muddy
wellies accompanying) and skipped stones along the mirrored surface, topped off
with a bowl (I mean it, it was a bowl) of hot chocolate plus whipped cream plus
marshmallows plus sprinkles, and thankfully I didn’t have a coronary! If
walking isn’t your thing (it wasn’t mine until I met my boyfriend’s mum!) then
there are still places you can visit. There are about 9462 pubs in a 3-mile
radius, all of which consist of roaring log fires, engulfing leather armchairs,
a monstrously-sized roast dinner and as standard, an adorable pub dog. For
afternoon tea, you simply must visit Betty’s Tea Rooms in Harrogate; nearly a century old, it boasts the most delectable cream cakes and extensive collection of
tea and coffee (with over 300 breads, cakes and chocolates!). If you want to explore the town, there are hundreds of quaint little shops
selling petite homeware bits that are perfect for gift-giving, or try the
market in Skipton with thousands of books for sale as well as puzzles, fruit,
vegetables and jewellery. There is a great buzz about Harrogate, and when we
went we were lucky enough to catch the Pancake Day celebrations, with local
radio stations and pancake-tossing competitions aplenty.
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Don’t forget all the “Ye Olde Sweetshops” either – with pineapple
cubes, rhubarb and custards, bonbons, humbugs, salted liquorice, jelly buttons
(how much time have you got?) they have all the old sweets as well as some new!
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