Castlestead and Scenery near Pateley Bridge, North Yorkshire, United Kingdom.
Greetings from Northern England! I am happy to report that the Hubster’s and my British visas were extended for a few more years, so we decided to spend that time experiencing a different part of the country.
We took a road trip up north for a house-hunting trip in mid-August in preparation for our move from the Cotswolds in September. Between house showings, we drove into the Yorkshire Dales to get a taste of what awaited us in Yorkshire.
At first glance, I found the scenery to be very similar to the Cotswolds. The hills seemed a little bit bigger and steeper, but the rolling green fields with separating rock walls, occasionally dotted with livestock such as sheep or cows, were just as I had grown accustomed to seeing in the Cotswolds.
The villages were equally quaint, scattered among the hills and dales.
Then, just outside of the town of Pateley Bridge, we turned a corner and were surprised by expanses of heather. We parked in a lay by at a bend in Nought Bank Road (Google Maps Lat./Long.: 54.069150, -1.763522/54°04’08.9″N 1°45’48.7″W).
The air carried a faint, delicate fragrance. We were a little early for the full show, but enough was on display to please the senses.
After following a footpath for a short distance, I glimpsed the valley of Nidderdale. (Being new to the area, I’m not sure of the proper way to refer to a dale. Perhaps it is the dale of Nidderdale? Or just Nidderdale?)
As the drive continued, I started noticing other distinct differences between the Yorkshire Dales and the Cotswolds. For example, the building stones being grey instead of the characteristic honey color of Cotswold villages.
We passed big rocks strewn among the heather, giving this area a wilder, less civilized character. These stones reminded me of our visit to the North Yorkshire Moors a few years back, which specifically included the Bridestones as a must-see destination. I don’t remember seeing large boulders like these in the Cotswolds.
Also, the sky seems somehow bigger up here. A great enticement for a cloud lover like me.
I loved living in the Cotswolds. I wouldn’t change the experience for anything. However, whether I wanted to or not, it was time to go. Happily, from everything I’ve seen so far, I think I’m going to like living in Yorkshire too.
The English adventure continues….