Our friends Edith & John came to stay at the campsite above ours and one day we combined grub for a picnic at the Cow & Calf, not too far away.
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| It's always impressive when you arrive at the site... |
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| ...but even more so when you climb to the top. |
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| It's nearly 50 years since three of us met. Tine was still a child of course! |
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| A couple of shots looking through the quarry towards the Wharfe Valley |
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| Can you make out some climbers... |
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| ...and a face in the rock? |
In the Visit Bradford website: According to local legend, the Calf was split from the Cow when the giant Rombald was fleeing an enemy, and stamped on the rock as he leapt across the valley. The enemy, it is rumoured, was his angry wife. She dropped the stones held in her skirt to form the local rock formation The Skirtful of Stones.
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| Later we stopped for a picnic near to the bridge in Ilkley, once the only crossing point in the town |
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| A man stopped to ask about my haircut. I had no idea what he was talking about! |
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