Monday, 18 May 2015
Tuesday, 12 May 2015
Monday, 11 May 2015
The route back is along an ancient (maybe) path that leads directly to the Minster, so you always feel as if you are heading straight for it. When the sun is shining and the west towers are almost glowing, it is even better.
Except this time it didn't end very well. Good bye red kite-kite. You have been loved.
Tuesday, 28 April 2015
Monday, 20 April 2015
For various reasons, we needed to be close to Harrogate, and so we payed an extortionate amount of money for a field to ourselves, a long walk from some distinctly average facilities. Fortunately, our main criteria for a campsite is good scenery, good location, and to be left alone to burn stuff, so we were happy. We camped on the banks of the Nidd, in a valley below a caravan park and were disturbed only by the distant sound of snoring DofE-ers.
A steep climb down from the toilets