A keen wind still blew this morning, but at least as the new day washed over us the sun shone. The little campsite on the farm with two toilets and one shower had been a bargain at fifteen pounds. Three vans stayed last night, and we were the first away. Our first visit today, The Himalayan Garden and Sculpture Park just outside Masham. It opened at ten, and we were there at just before, surprised at how busy the car park already was. Hot drinks and scones in the cafe set us up for the walk around the grounds. Besides a variety of shrubs and trees there were ninety sculptures to view. Since leaving the Dales and moving towards the moors, the weather has become wetter.
We appreciated the trees even more when we sheltered under them when the rain fell heavily. Time passed quickly at the gardens, and we were surprised it was well past one o' clock when we returned to Margery. But our day wasn't complete, we still had the Druids Temple to visit fifteen minutes up the road.
The temple set in woodland is an eighteenth century folly, built with no purpose. It was purely built to alleviate unemployment. The afternoon rain became very persistent, but we managed to walk to the folly and back in-between showers. Then on to Ripon where we would once again stay overnight. The parking area by the cathedral was busier than when we were here ten days ago. There are fifteen vans including Margery. Ripon gets it. Let the vans stay. The parking is free overnight. We have spent money in both Lidl and Sainsbury's and also the Weatherspoons where we stopped off for a drink before dinner. It is raining heavily again this evening, but we were able to take a short walk around the town before it started. A sign by an alleyway caught Angela's eye. It read, Lavender Alley. Why is it called Lavender Alley. We don't know! The Yorkshire sense of humour strikes again.
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