Kettlewell, Yorkshire Dales (day 2)

When we left our lovely little overnight park up by the pretty stone bridge this morning we knew we'd want to return back to this peaceful spot after our visit to Skipton.

Skipton is the 'big town', in these parts, and we needed to visit there to shop at Aldi, take a walk around the town and visit the nine hundred year old castle. The weather was onside, the temperature in the low twenties. Skipton is the gateway to the Yorkshire Dales.

The Leeds and Liverpool canal runs through the town. The town is medieval, and much of the character from those times is evident in the town. Cobbled streets, and buildings mixed well with both independent and high street shops. As we wandered around Angela noticed an Ercol kitchen chair beside a bin in an alleyway next to a cafe. 

Unsurprisingly, we now have two Ercol kitchen chairs squeezed in the back of Margery ready for John to repair. And what a bargain, the cafe owner said we could have them for free! The town was busy, and after calling at the bank to change some notes into coins, which we promised to invest into Yorkshire, we set off to the castle at the top of the town.

It was late afternoon, and we were able to tour the castle almost alone. It makes such a difference when you can actually look around properly and take photographs without someone 'photo bombing'. As castles go, this one really impressed. And from the top windows the view out across the dales were fantastic. Back at Margery, who was parked by the canal, the motorhomes circled. There were five overnight spaces in the car park, not nearly enough. Leaving the town, we were glad to have just a thirty minute drive back to Kettering. Tonight there are only three vans here. The little parking area can also be used for cars to park overnight at a cost of £3.00. Cash of course. Next to us a man from Leeds. Retired. Staying at the youth hostel in the village. We thought youth hostels were for people walking or cycling. These days it seems anyone can stay. He liked to talk, a lot. But he lost Angela's attention as soon as he said we were richer in the south than people in the north. Don't get her started on this subject. It makes her blood boil! After having to listen to half an hour of his verbal diarrhoea, she lost patience, announcing it was time for us to cook our dinner. Later this evening John told her he'd spotted the Ercol furniture in the rear of Margery and commented, ' you've bought chairs with you then'. For Angela, there were no words....