Friday, 19 February 2016

Wintry journey.


It was quite a wintry journey to Kirby Lonsdale with friend W today, but I must say that a spot of expert driving took us there in no time.

These were two photographs I took as we were driving along.   The first one, of course, is of the Ribblehead Viaduct and the second one is just to show that we were not far below the snow-line.

As we came down into the Trough of Bowland it was an altogether different kind of day.

Avanti, the restaurant we always go to, was as good as ever (seafood pasta for me, chicken ciabatta for W), the company was lovely and we had a super day out, as we always do.

I never gave it a thought until I got home, but when the farmer came in he complained loud and long about the smell of garlic as soon as I came through the door!

19 comments:

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Garlic? Do you have trouble with vampires or something?

Joanne Noragon said...

Garlic is as good for the smeller as for the smelee.

Wilma said...

Does the Farmer eat garlic? It's better if you both eat garlic on the same days! We are both garlic lovers, and I am thinking that is good thing. :-)

angryparsnip said...

Garlic is a good thing. Makes everything better much like bacon.

cheers, parsnip

Robin Mac said...

I have a husband who hates garlic also and is always complaining when I have eaten garlic olives (a regular occurrence). Love the wintry photos.

Cro Magnon said...

I often make Houmous (Humus) with lots of raw garlic. Lady M moans about the smell too, but it's only then that I know that it's doing me good.

Derek Faulkner said...

You never thought of becoming a reviewer of local eateries for the local paper, given the amount of times and places that you eat out.

Coppa's girl said...

You can't have too much garlic !
It does look cold and miserable, but love the photos. It makes you wonder just how far away Spring still is, where you are.

Librarian said...

Ribblehead Viaduct - that's one icon of Yorkshire landscape I have yet to see with my own eyes.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thank you for your comments. seems the farmer is the only one who doesn't like second hand garlic (actually he is not all that keen on first hand garlic either, but I am sure it does us good so I add 'lazy garlic - from a jar - to many things). Robin Mac and Cro - we shall have to educate our 'better halves' in the benefits of garlic.

mrsnesbitt said...

I go into Guisborough every Wednesday to meet up with a friend for lunch. She often has something with garlic and as I drive back home I wonder what her colleagues in the office make of it! Myself? My current favourite is welsh rarebit - I did try a greggs corned beef pasty yesterday - quite dreadful, however the dogs enjoyed it!

Heather said...

Lovely photos even in misty and moody conditions. Your day out sounds delightful, especially the lunch! I have an advantage as my husband says his 'smeller' doesn't work, so I can get away with garlic. It's good stuff.

Dartford Warbler said...

Happy memories with your photo of Ribblehead! I hope that we can come north again one day.

It is so good to spend the day with friends. A shame that the Farmer found you out with the garlic.......

Minigranny said...

Lovely to see the Ribblehead viaduct again!! We spent many a happy Sunday their when my daughter was little and she loved splashing about in all the little streams there. The pub near to where we parked there was good for a spot of lunch too!

Rachel said...

Late here again. I love that viaduct. Wonderful clever engineering of days gone by. We don't eat garlic.

Maria said...

The chef probably did not remove the garlic's "soul" (the green centre), it's the part less digestible and of which causes bad breath. Great engineering, in both picture; of man and nature. Greetings Maria x

Gwil W said...

The course of the Yorkshire 3 Peaks Fell Race goes under Ribblehead Viaduct and over the snow covered hill in the background, Whernside it's called and it's the second hill. The other hills are Pen Y Ghent and Ingleborough. The race starts and finishes at Chapel le Dale. I think the limit is 900 runners. Pen Y Ghent is Welsh for Hill of Winds. It reminds us that much of England used to be in Wales. If you'd have had a bacon butty at Devils Bridge the farmer would have no cause for complaint, except to note the brown sauce and grease on your chin ;-)

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks Gwil for the tour of the three peaks race. We pass the Viaduct often and I never tire of it. The same goes for Ingleborough although often it is covered in cloud, as it was this time (and snow).

Gwil W said...

They have a saying in the villages scattered around Ingelborough.

"If you can't see the summit - it is raining.
If you can see the top - rain is on the way"

Of course you knew all that already. :)