Saturday was wet and dismal so nothing got done in the way of running. Morning had passed rather too quickly due to commuting, shopping and attending a coffee morning arranged to raise funds for our local Upper Wharfedale Fell Rescue team. There were some rather nice biscuits that needed consuming before we could drag ourselves away from the latter event which, I'm told, raised £240.
|Organ in St Peters, Hebden (Click to enlarge)|
As rain persisted throughout the afternoon I rather excelled myself by finishing off the Craven Herald's cryptic crossword as a warm-up to completing both the concise and Phi's cryptic crossword in The I.
|Plaque on organ|
Problems with my nether regions (don't ask) meant a late start on Sunday. It was almost 11am when we closed the door, first of all to nip round the corner and photograph the old organ in our local church as part of the National Park's Buildings At Risk survey. The organ, still in excellent working order, was dedicated to St Peter's Church in Hebden on Easter day, 1894.
|Recording bridge repair in 1674|
There were two further diversions back home (don't ask) before eventually setting off along the river to Burnsall where more Buildings At Risk photography took place at the old bridge. It's been repaired on a number of occasions since being built in 1609 and a couple of old inscriptions record two of the dates. One is quite legible, but I couldn't decipher the other.
|Keeping cool in the River Wharfe|
A parking area in a field over the bridge was filling up with cars, picnickers, canoeists and paddlers. We ran on, surprisingly without yours truly having to avail myself of the toilet facilities there! Nor had I any money with me for an ice cream. Boo hoo...
|Bistort growing by the river|
After a three mile loop around Woodhouse Farm and Appletreewick campsite we headed back home, peep-peeping at weekend walkers blocking the narrow paths by the river. All were very obliging.
|Hebden suspension bridge and reflections|
However, some are not too friendly when squeezing my sweaty body past them on Hebden's narrow suspension bridge, particularly the well built ladies!
|By Hebden beck with just a few hundred yards still to run|
TomTom said we'd run (with a few scheduled stops) 6.09 miles with 369ft of ascent. And that, I'm afraid is all the running I did last week.