We spent Easter weekend and few days either side, in Yorkshire. I had always dreamt of coming to this area in springtime, when the grass was green, the daffodils were out and the lambs were frolicking in the fields. Due to the exceptional cold, that wasn’t quite the reality of this Yorkshire Spring, let’s just say it hadn’t arrived yet. The ground was brown with snow-drifts as high as the fences, the daffodils were still firm buds – the lambs were out, but instead of frolicking they were huddled against their mothers, some wearing little orange coats, dressed by worried farmers. Having said all that, it was still idyllic – just different to the ‘dales dream’ I had imagined.
The historic, walled city of York is a must see. Like London, around every corner is a piece of history or a quaint building deserving of a photograph. You can walk the city walls which surround almost the entire city, we even came across some ancient Roman ruins while out walking. The famous ‘Shambles’ is a unique street within York and allegedly one of the best-preserved medieval streets in Europe. The street used to be famous for its butcher shops with the close-set houses deliberately built in that manner to keep the sun out of the street to protect the meat. As a result, in some places, you can touch each side of the street with arms outstretched.
We listened to the Evensong in the famous York Minster, a grand cathedral with some very impressive stained glass windows from the 15th Century.
Within the dales, the little town of Hawes was delightfully picturesque. It is a thriving little market town, home to the famous Wensleydale Cheese Factory where we tried probably slightly more than our fair share of the huge selection of cheeses.
The moorlands around the famous Bronte Parsonage in Haworth, while bleak, we found exceptionally peaceful. The Bronte Parsonage was a worthwhile visit – to think that so many incredible books, came from one family, out of a cottage so simple.
We hired a car and drove up to North Yorkshire, spending two freezing nights in camping pods (a form of semi-heated wooden tent!) in a beautiful area near Caldwell.
We drove as far north as Durham – would’ve liked to explore this amazing walled city, but time didn’t permit. We then headed down the coast through the seaside towns to Whitby. On arrival in Whitby, it felt like a large portion of the UK had booked their Easter Spring holiday here, just to be disappointed by the weather. That said, the sun was shining, despite the temperature being around 3 degrees and everyone was out on the streets and along the waters edge, putting on a brave face! Our final stop was Thirsk, the town of the author, James Herriot, known as Darrowby in his books – unfortunately the museum had already shut for the day – so we headed on through…
Being our anniversary, we ‘ummed and ahhed’ about going out for dinner, we were both very tired from a long day and opted to head back to our pod and cook a meal in the comfort of our little home. On arrival, we found the gas wasn’t working, but too tired to head back out in search of food we ended up eating cereal for dinner – and they say romance is dead!
The snow was falling quite heavily the following morning as we left for York, en route to London. What a beautiful sight and a fitting end to our freezing Yorkshire visit.
Time in Yorkshire: 8 nights
The best things about Yorkshire:
- The city of York – so historic and beautiful.
- The scenery within the Dales National Park is breathtaking.
- The friendly people!
- The Bronte Parsonage museum and surrounding area, is definitely worth a visit.
- The seaside towns along the coast, especially Whitby are very picturesque.
- It’s hard to list everything here as we covered a large area, just go and visit…