Where am I?

If you're a regular reader of my blog and you don't know, then you haven't been paying attention! 

No prizes for guessing correctly... This is, of course, one of my happy places - the River Wharfe at Bolton Abbey, the Duke of Devonshire's Yorkshire estate. Although it was threatening rain, I decided I'd make myself walk the circular route, past The Strid (which is usually as far as I get) and along to the aqueduct, returning on the other side of the river.  According to my phone app that's about four miles, with some quite steep ups and downs along the way. 

The grandly castellated aqueduct hides the pipe that carries water from reservoirs up in Nidderdale to the city of Bradford. It's a good place to cross the river if you don't want to walk all the way to Barden Bridge. 

There's a good view from the aqueduct. In the distance you can see Barden Tower, once a hunting lodge for the estate, dating back to the 15th century. 

From the high path on the far side of the river you get a good view down into The Strid, the famous chasm where the wide river suddenly narrows and deepens dramatically to pass through a rocky ravine. After a couple of days of rain, the water was churning through, quite unlike the slow flow I saw on my last two visits here. 

And so, back (in the drizzle which by now had set in) for a drink and a cherry bakewell tart (my favourite!) in the Cavendish Pavilion, before driving home. A good day out.