Not something you want to meet on a narrow lane.

 12th July

 It rained, yep while the rest of the southern UK sweltered in high temperatures, we had overcast skies and drizzle. Made for a decent night sleep, mind, no having to lie on top of the covers preying for a cool breeze. And the quiet, I can't remember the last time it was that quiet. In the wee hours of the morning, nature called, and the smallest room was visited. Looking out of the window, I happened to spy this Hare.

Gave MB a good clean this morning, the site was ours until midday, so made the most of not having to rush. No real plan for today other than head off to the dales. I wanted to spend one night at the infamous Herriot ford at Low Row. The only way back to the main road was along the narrowest of lanes. I had only just opened my mouth to mention that I was baffled as to why the council would give permission for a farm to have caravans and motorhomes on their land when the road to it was so narrow, when we met this!

Gulp....now what. He probably wouldn't reverse, nop, he was a lot bigger than us! So for roughly 200yds, Ian had to back up. Halfway along and another car arrives. That had to reverse as well. Luckily, a farm entrance could accommodate the car and us. We wondered if the lorries sat nav had turned him down the lane but no, as it came past, noticed agricultural supplies written on the side.

The Dales, love, love, love them. The rugged landscape and tranquillity is second to none. No phone signal or internet, back to basics and so much nicer than the hustle and bustle of suburban life. The wildlife was pretty good too. During an exploratory walk, along what I can only describe as an animal track, (mainly sheep) we saw Ouzel birds, rabbits, grouse and lapwings.

 

Late afternoon the sun appeared and warmed the land nicely, so it was decided to eat dinner outside. Nothing but the sheep to keep us company....wonderful.

 

And the dales wildlife,

Grouse

 

Could be a juvenile Tree Pipit.

And possibly the adult.

Ringed Ouzel

And maybe the juvenile.