Day 23 - Tuesday 22nd July

We are off to Dallowgill, but first we call in to say hello to Mum, put our washing on and make a sandwich. First stop was Pateley Bridge to have a look at the Gallery we did not see the first time. This was a wonderful exhibition of various mediums - pottery, textiles, metalwork and basket weaving. We thoroughly enjoyed this and the interaction with the lady in situ about te work and the non funded organization she was part of. They hold workshops in metalworking (silversmithing using brass and tin) and woodworking. They are held for school children who come on excursions to partcipate. They take pride in the fact the workshops are fully hands on and a lot of dysfunctional students enjoy this aspect of it.

From here Wen took me for a drive as far as Middlesmore and Lofthouse which is (as the crow flies) across the moor from Dallowgill only it is a four wheel drive track only. Where was my RAV when I needed it! On the way she showed me the beautiful mansion that her Aunty Gwen used to live in. What a magnificent house! We continued along the road beside a Lake or Reseviour (and I have forgotten its name). As you can see from the pics, it was beautiful.

We headed back to Pately Bridge and then out on the moors. We stopped for lunch on a high spot and sat on some rocks and ate our lunch. We only saw about 1 or 2 cars. What a place to have lunch. This is one of the pics I have in the banner for the website.

After lunch we wound our way down to Dallowgill. This is a really narrow road. We met a tractor and trailer at a farm entrance and thank heavens it was here and not down the road. We would have had to reverse back up the road. The tractor driver (Gramey?) signalled us to wait as there was another one following him.

Just on from this we stopped so I could take a phot of the beautiful little spring next to the roadside that I had missed on our first visit.

When we reached Terry's place, he was up on scaffolding (he had made) and was hammering out the mortar from a window frame which had to be replaced. It was so hot and sunny I could not stand being in the sun and here was an 81 year old man up on a scaffold, chipping and working his guts out. We passed a couple of pleasantries with Terry and his wife Meg, before going next door to say hello to Wen's cousin, Rex, and his wife, Judy.

When we Australians say next door, we normally mean a separate house, but the cottages are joined like duplexes or units. However, they were totally private and you could not see or hear anything next door.

Rex is an amazingly energetic man who did an apprenticeship in plumbing and one apprentice of the year. He told us of the prize which was a trip to the US by ship! When you see Rex's workshop you would think (as well as a plumbing trade) that he had done a trade in mechanics, carpentry, stone building etc. He built a huge 2 story workplace for himself out of stone that complements the main house and surroundings. On the ground level there were 2 restored cars, one waiting to be restored and a Ferguson tractor nearing completion!

He took the cover off the green Daimler and said they take in on drives weekly and just stop where they like and have some lunch - wonderful!

Upstairs was his woodworking room. You could not believe the collection of clamps. Apparently he made most of the furniture in the house and also used to make Grandfather Clocks which he showed us when we went inside - just beautiful!

After spending an enjoyable hour or so with Rex and Judy we went back next door to see how Terry was going. He had to keep working as he had made an arrangement with another neighbour to come and help him lift the window down (if it didn't fall down first!).

He was soon shouting orders down to Wen to hand over various tools. Wen made a quip that she was now 60 years old and he can't tell her what to do! Wen soon got around to giving him instructions on where the window was stuck. He finally got it free. I lent Terry my cap as it was so hot!! He finally came down for a drink and a relax. They all sat in the sun to relax!! I am afraid it was too hot for this wee little Aussie girl!

Anyway, I took some more photos of Terry's sticks as well and we finally parted company on this our last full day in Yorkshire.

Linda called around later and we all sat in the garden and partook of the inevitable wine. It was emotional saying goodbye to Linda as it was the last time we would see her (for this trip anyway).

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