Today, in a slight deviation from our usual plans, friend W and I had a different venue for lunch. All through Spring, Summer and Autumn we go over the top of the Pennines to Kirby Lonsdale to meet our friends P and D for lunch - always an outing we enjoy. But we never go in the Winter - the road is so bleak and the weather can change at the drop of a hat. So today it was Hawes, the unofficial capital of Wensleydale.
Today 'slight snow' was forecast but we all four, from two different venues, set off in good spirits. It was bitterly cold and slightly hazy. I had hoped to take some photographs of Wensleydale for you but the haziness made the idea of photographs a non-starter. Passing Addlebrough in this weather always brings home to me how ancient the landscape is when I think that the Iceni tribe had a camp on the flat topped hill, from where they must have been able to see for miles around.
We met on time- went into the pleasant, warm restaurant, which was packed, took our places at the reserved table with a lovely view, read the menu and tucked into a delicious meal (in my case beef and vegetable pie with vegetables and chips (chips with gravy I hear you ask in horror) followed by Grand Marnier and Orange flavoured bread and butter pudding and custard. At present I don't feel I want anything else to eat for at least a week, but I am sure the feeling will wear off.
By the time we left Hawes and the Wensleydale
Creamery Restaurant it was quite seriously snowing, but we had only gone a short distance towards home (fifteen miles away) when the snow stopped. Now, central heating turned up, curtains and blinds drawn, Tess and I are snug for the night. I am hoping there is none of the white stuff around when we draw the curtains back in the morning.