A really nice Saturday – gardening, housey stuff, quiet supper and I had a 2.5 miles walk with Rosie just before sunset.
Then for Sunday, Hector had the wonderful idea of using our Dales Rail cards and taking a day excursion on the Settle to Carlisle line. They let you take dogs so we took Rosie for her first train ride.
We got the train to Ribblehead (in the Yorkshire Dales) before 10 in thick morning mist and by the time we were above Kirkby Stephen it had cleared to glorious bright vivid sunshine. Rosie was fine – totally not bothered by being on a train. The guard on the train was wonderful, so funny and a Geordie. He insulted Rosie, insisted I should dye her pink and was clearly enjoying his job. I will remember him!
Ribblehead was cloudless. We walked to the wonderful viaduct and up past it onto Blea Moor. Rosie behaved really well and we followed the path up along the railway line back towards Dent which was easy going because there is a really good path. It winds up and down on the hills and passes the signal box at Blea Moor which has to be the most cut off signal box. There’s a house with it and Hector said he thought that the Dingles from Emmerdale lived there – he had a good point!
We kept going for an hour or so before turning back, retracing our path and ending up at the Station Inn – where we spent Hectors 50th birthday in 2010. We had a bite to eat, sat in the warm with a drink and let Rosie have a few snacks. The barmaid was really taken with her; she even asked her if she had been “on a choo choo!” Bless. Silly, charming and funny.
We wandered back up to the station, the train was on time and the guard the same as in the morning. The only 2 seats together were at the same table as and opposite the 2 most sour individuals you could meet. If looks could kill. Clearly they didn’t want anyone on their table, or they didn’t like dogs (though Rosie was on my lap, still, quiet and no problem at all) or we look dodgy – who knows. But they were dripping disdain so it wasn’t too long before we decided it more pleasant to stand up for the rest of the journey. While we were standing some young boisterous teenagers got on the train and shuffled off loudly looking for seats. We had hoped they would sit with the sourpuss two, but they didn’t. We’d have enjoyed that!
As the train got to within a couple of miles of home the mist had descended again and it was like a dream that we had been in such sun.
A very special day and one I will remember with a smiling heart.