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This is a series of photos I took of a short drive to Skipton and a walk around the Leeds-Liverpool Canal basin. I took a little detour on my way home, going via Embsay and Eastby and then over Embsay Moor to Barden in Wharfedale.

The statue is of "Fiery" Fred Trueman, a legend in Yorkshire Cricket and a man who the late British Prime Minister Harold Wilson once described as the "greatest living Yorkshireman". Harumpf.....I thought that was me!!

Wharfedale and Wensleydale

This was another Sunday afternoon drive out in to the Dales with Sal and a lovely sunny autumn day to boot. Our route took us up the Dale from Skipton to Kettlewell. I don't think either of us tire of calling here, it's everything a Dales Village should be albeit in recent years it has become a haven for second homes and holiday accommodation.

We always have a walk up to Saint Mary's Church at the far end of the village which has some beautiful stained glass windows. The east window is in memory of Charles Hyne, killed aged 18 in November 1916. At the feet of the risen Christ is the folded uniform of Charles. On the left and right are real life images of friends who survived the war and in the background is the army camp.

To the left and opposite the main door are the Holdsworth windows. These depict John Holdsworth of the King’s Royal Rifle Corps who was killed in 1945 and Michael Holdsworth of the Fleet Air Arm who was posted missing in 1942.

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On Saturday we went to Wycoller on Sal's suggestion as it wasn't too far to travel. I was working the night shift so a drive into the Dales was out of the question. Anyway I had never been before and had only looked down on it from the Haworth to Colne road, so this made a nice change. It's a bit finicky to get to which I suppose is a good thing really as it keeps the visitors down, in fact I was quite surprised how quiet it was. Another factor could have been that the carpark was about half a mile from the village, people tend to stay away if it isn't on the doorstep.

Wycoller derives it's name from the Anglo Saxon Wic-Alr, meaning dairy farm among the alder trees. From the 15th century the Wycoller area was a sheep farming and weaving community, but the invention of power looms eventually led to the village's decline. In the 1890s there were plans to create a reservoir by damming …