We crossed the bridge over the Arkle beck and drove up into Reeth in Swaledale. (almost all of the dales are called after the water which flows through them; Wensleydale is the exception but it did used to be called Yoredale after the River Ure which flows through)
In Reeth we turned right into one of my favourite Dales, which is also one of the wildest. We went into Arkengarthdale (called after that Arkle beck we crossed.In the distance is Calver, one of the high points of the Dale.
We parked so that the farmer could take Tess for a walk - and how she enjoyed it. Somewhere new, new smells, new opportunities for wees (she must have done twenty at least) and she came back full of the joys of spring. And then it was on to Langthwaite, the only village in the dale.
The village has another claim to fame in that it has a shooting lodge which belonged to Sir Thomas Sopwith (of Sopwith Camel fame)
and it stayed in his hands until his death in 1989 at the age of 101.
Then it was back through another road down through lead mine country, over Surrender Bridge and there we stopped by a ruin of lead mine workings; this area is peppered with lead mines where many were active until the 1920's when foreign lead became cheaper and the lead miners had to find other work, many of them leaving for America.
Apologies for the Langthwaite picture coming out of order (Langthwaite church).