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It was a dark and stormy night, but then this is North
Yorkshire in Novemember, what kind of weather do you expect ?
Pierre and
I checked into the Station Inn in Ribble Head, and then headed down the road
for dinner and a pint (if only 'cause the folks at Station Inn were actually
in the middle of rennovataions, and wouldn't be opening up for a bit.)
On returning, we stopped at the pub downstairs before calling it a day.
After a hearty breakfast, we loaded up the Land Rovers and looked out to
see the tops of nearby fells well into the clouds. That is where we were
headed, up into the clouds.
Ribble Head Viaduct, N. Yorks. [760794]
Greenlaning: The Pennine Way
North Yorkshire, England
The Pennine Way is a path through the Pennines which dates back
to Roman times. On this section in the North Riding between the occasional farm, we did not see any vehicles,
and on this overcast November day, we only encountered three hikers along
our 10 mile journey.
Pennine Fells
That bit o' trees you seen behind my '72 Range Rover (on the left) is
the Pennine Fells [803789]. In front is Pierre Kitteridge's Series I, nick named
"Allah" as its registration tags which start with 'ALA'.)
(Magnify to larger view.)
The Road
Most of the way was a solid road surface, either a normal dirt track,
or a divided highway*. Some time after the Fells,
there was one badly rutted section of about 100 meters. One of the main
tracks was easily passable in the Range Rover, and these photos show Pierre
negotiating the rutted track. We can't be sure what conditions were like
the those before us ventured off the track and started these ruts, but
careful drivers should be able to cause no further damage. This was the
only spot where we witnessed any land damage.
(Magnify left to larger
view or magnify right to larger view.)
The Signpost
While the Romans may have laid the track over a millenia ago, their
signs posts did not last that long. This is the only sign post we saw,
and it more or less was in the middle of no-where [829834].
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My '72 Range Rover emerging from the pea-soup fog that help to keep
us cold and damp all day. Well, that said, Pierre was colder and damper
than I was, but then the Range Rover had a working heater, and Allah barely
had a canvas hood to keep the elements out.
(Magnify left to larger view.)
Note: numbers in square brackets are references for the
Ordnance Survey map sheet 98, Wensleydale and Upper Wharfedale.
Bill Caloccia
Leeds, Yorkshire, UK
November 1995
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