June 30th 2014: Yorkshire: Resumption

Monty the Motorhome is back in Yorkshire, pitched up at the Caravan Club site in Hawes, trying out a bit of local dialect he picked up last week.

After the drama of a flood at home and me spraining an ankle in the clean up process everything worked out OK. Well we hope it has as we both have visions of returning home to find damp rising through the floorboards.

So we did what we could and resumed our Yorkshire holiday. In reality we have only missed out on two days - one at a CL on the Lancashire coast, the other at a location that we were going to decide on the day, but was probably going to be The Station Inn, Ribblehead.

We actually came past this latter location on our journey up today and saw a couple of motorhomes in the car park. It looks a dramatic spot and may well tempt us on a future visit.

So to Hawes. The site is very convenient for the town, only 10 minutes walk away. Facilities are up to the Caravan Club’s usual high standards and although it is almost full the place seems very peaceful. One downside is that the internet coverage seems very poor, so once again I will be writing the posts, but not publishing them until a better signal can be found - which could be up to a week away yet.

Hawes is in full Tour de France mode. Day 1 comes right through the the town and it has been designated as one of the ‘spectator hubs’, meaning there will be a large screen to watch proceedings, camping, entertainment, etc. Bunting and signs festoon the place, and many souvenir shops have Tour related merchandise on sale.

We had a walk about in the afternoon, getting our bearings and sussing out what’s on offer. We will wait until tomorrow though before parting with much cash as it will be the weekly market with many more wares on display.

Ruth did manage to find something to buy - a decent light waterproof from one of the outdoor shops.

We decided to check out The Crown as a possible venue for dinner - it has six beers on handpump, so that’s enough recommendation for me. After a pint of Theakston’s Lightfoot the decision was corroborated by Ruth and we returned later to dine. The food was not of the same standard as the beer - good quantities, but quite mediocre in quality and taste. However a pint of Theakston’s Old Peculiar did go someway to making up for the disappointment.