Monday, 19 September 2011
The Ruby Wedding.
Up here at the bottom of the Dale it was a lovely sunny afternoon. But it was chilly, so on Saturday I bought myself a fine wool jumper to wear under my linen jacket. Yesterday morning was so chilly that I also added my thermal vest!!
At the top of the Dale, where the celebrations were being held it was also a sunny day. In between we drove through torrential downpours and the river, which we followed all the way, was banking. I was very pleased that I had my warm clothes hidden under my linen jacket.
As we approached we saw all these hardy young things in their finery - mostly strapless or thin-strapped long dresses with no cardigans. Most men dressed in their best suits (they are a conventional lot the men up the Dale).
I have to say that the marquee was absolutely lovely. The family had had a wedding reception in it the evening before, so it was decorated for a wedding anyway. Now Mum and Dad were celebrating their Ruby wedding in it. Earlier in the year they had celebrated by spending a holiday in NewZealand (missing the earthquake by only a few days).
Sadly, apart from the 'bride' and 'groom' and one other couple, the farmer and I knew no-one there. We chatted to those we knew, made our donation to the Air Ambulance and crept away before the arrival of the hog roast. We drove home the long way round and called in Reeth for an ice cream. Already the Dale has begun to wind down for Autumn. The schools are back and there were few tourists about. It is a short season up here.
But the scenery was magnificent even if there were few people around to enjoy it.