Friday Afternoons!

2pm on a Friday comes around and I'm free from work! Yippee! I zip straight home, grab the dog lead, jump in the car and we both head for the hills....

One of our favourite walks is on Addingham Moorside, although we only do this once a week as it is rather strenuous.





The first part of the walk, up to Silsden Nab, is the steepest. It's good to get the worst part out of the way.

View of Silsden from the Nab with Cowling Pinnacle in the background.

Hurry up!

Walking along the path toward Addingham.

View of the wind turbines at Chelker Reservoir in the distance.

Beamsley Beacon with Addingham village in the middle distance

Turn right over the wall and start the final ascent to the bench on the top.

The footpath.

The bench is on the far right of the picture.

Here it is, at last!

Riddlesden Moor stretches out behind. To the left is Ilkley Moor, roughly 3 - 4 miles of walking (but not today)!

Interesting! What have we here?

Well fancy that! It's a stick.....

Looking down on the valley below. It's a shame that blogger doesn't have smell-o-vision because the heather is in full flower and everything smells dry. It's also a shame there isn't any sound - you can hear the curlews from here.

Well worth the walk!

A Walk to Bronte Falls

Last Bank Holiday Monday 5 May we took the dog for a walk to Bronte Falls. Here he is, keen to get moving.

We walked from Penistone Hill in Haworth to the Falls, a short walk of roughly 4 miles there and back, no strenuous climbing, just a gentle path. We could see across the valley to Stanbury and Oldfield. Below is Stanbury village.

The weather was hot and hazy, therefore the light quality was quite poor. This image is looking across the valley toward Lancashire, the Falls are below.

Once there we stopped to sit and paddle our feet in the beck. The original bridge was washed away in a flood so the Bronte Society paid to have a new one made. I don't know if the Falls had a name in the 19th century (someone enlighten me) but they are now named the Bronte Falls because the sisters lived at Haworth.

We intended to walk up to Top Withens, a ruin of a farmouse, said to be the inspiration for Wuthering Heights, but I had forgotten to bring a drink and, as my tongue was dragging on the ground from thirst, we walked back into Haworth and adjourned to the pub.

Here is Jackson, entertaining himself and anyone who was passing, by digging for stones in the beck.

Three years old today!

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

You look like a doggeee....

and you smell like one too!

A walk on Cowling Pinnacle

Last weekend we walked the dog between the two towers on Cowling Pinnacle. It was late afternoon and very hazy, therefore the light quality in these images isn't very good.

The distance between the two towers is less than a mile so it doesn't make for a very extensive walk. However, the scenery from the top of this tower is stupendous. We could see West Yorkshire, North Yorkshire and Lancashire laid out before us. these two towers have the nickname "salt and pepper pot" and are quite a landmark as they can be seen from miles away.

Unfortunately, when we climbed the first tower (above) to look at the view the dog decided to jump from the top. I let out a scream and Jonathan grabbed the dog just before he leapt to his death! I haven't got over the shock yet.

It was really cold on the pinnacle and the ground was frozen solid. But the sun was shining and we saw a hawk hovering over the cliffs.

Happy New Year!

Jackson would like to wish everybody a Happy and Prosperous New Year. Here he is, sporting his new red and white collar that he got for Christmas from http://lindsaydesigns.com (and NO, he doesn't look like a girl wearing it, stop saying that to him, kids)!!!

Frisbee Boy in action

"Throw it again! Go on, throw it, throw it again! Again! Throw it again, go on....."
Dog with obsessive/compulsive disorder.

Why the long face?

Jackson and I meet these two every day in the fields. They are both partial to dog treats and will let me kiss their noses. I don't think the chestnut likes the camera but they are so used to the dog that they are all friends now.

Sex and the single dog

For two years Jackson has never shown any interest in the opposite sex - until yesterday! He caught a whiff of a terrier bitch on the other side of the park and took off, like a bullet, toward her. It was so embarrassing - he totally ignored me and kept his nose firmly clamped under her tail. And she obliged by rolling over - the floosie! Eventually I managed to rugby tackle him and dragged him back home. Later we went out and met two spaniels on leads, also in season, and he snubbed them. Do dogs, like men, think about sex every 30 seconds?
"Do you have the time
to listen to me whine"

Is anyone thinking anything at all???!!!

"I know I had something to say

It lost its meaning and it faded away....."