Wharfedale is the most significant dale in The Yorkshire Dales National Park. Running at the bottom of the valley is of course the River Wharfe. It starts its journey to the sea in the Pennine Hills and travels its winding course for some seventy five miles before joining with The River Ouse south of York.
|The River Wharfe at Addingham|
We are staying in the village that marks the boundary between Upper Wharfedale and Lower Wharfedale. To the west of us is the town or Skipton and to the east Ilkley. Our stone cottage was once a home for humble weavers but the old mills and weaving sheds ceased production long ago so now many of the old houses are the residences of commuters, retirees or temporary holiday visitors.
Last night's wedding event at Denton Hall was a happy affair with friends and relations dancing to a great little four piece band, quaffing wine and beer and chomping on roast pork sandwiches and vanilla ice creams. There was also a photo booth where you could make pictures for the wedding album and copies for yourself to take home. It was a great evening and we returned to Addingham by taxi at one in the morning with Sheffield friends Pete and Ros.
They departed at ten thirty and at eleven thirty our friends from Beverley - Tony and Pauline arrived for a one night stay. This included a five mile walk out of the village to Addingham Moor and a lovely meal in "The Fleece".
I am having trouble editing the photos I have taken so far because I haven't got Windows Office installed on this laptop. Even so here's a little taster group from yesterday - all taken in this parish:-
|Old barn near the village cricket ground|
The back of our little cottage and below - the kitchen.
|"The Crown" in Addingham|
|Bench at Addingham Bowling Club|