The sunshine returned today so we set off after coffee for a ride out along the ‘Cathedral’ route. We didn’t actually ride anywhere near any ecclesiastical buildings but this ride has been christened by us due to the ethereal nature of the woodland we cycle through, the magnificent trees arching high above us with the sunlight filtering through. It's enchanting. I wanted to stop and take photographs but my cycling buddy was out to break the land speed record on two wheels so there was no stopping him.
But he did
skid to a halt when he saw the old red tractor half buried in weeds in a farmer's field. All the men round these parts hanker after
tractors. And who could resist the cute little
calf pestering his mum for a kiss? They might be Charolais cattle but I’m not
sure.
You mention Addlebrough - I pass it frequently and always think of the early Iceni tribe who lived on the top. They certainly had a good view.
ReplyDeleteLived in its shadow during my teenage years. Must write a post one day about my life in Wensleydale.
DeleteThe first photo could be taken here,that what i thught about Blogland's illusions in my blog. French country side is much more beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love this part of France because it is so rural, quiet and unspoilt, reminds me of a bygone age.
DeleteThat tractor looks like Peter's yard.
ReplyDeleteIt'll probably end up in the museum at Cazals; unless it's too far gone.
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