A bit ago I stayed a couple of nights in the village of Hardraw, and that’s probably not really worthy of its own post, but it’s getting its own post. But it is just going to be one post, doing a separate photos post would be too blatant an act of padding for me to do it.
So, Hardraw. According to the internet it’s actually a hamlet, and admittedly it’s very small. There’s not very much at all in Hardraw.
But what there is, is a waterfall. Hardraw Force, the highest single drop waterfall in England. The drop is one hundred feet. There’s a small charge to go see the waterfall, but it is worth it. I went to see it twice while I was there. The first time the river was overflowing a bit, so there was a lot of water in the waterfall. It doesn’t really come across in the pictures I have – that’s probably just the limitations of my and my camera’s capabilities – but it was pretty impressive. You got hit by the mist while you were still barely anywhere near the actual fall.
There was less water the next day, but it’s always going to be an impressive sight. Made it easier for taking pictures too, not having to wipe the lens every few seconds. I’m sure there’s something you could get to negate that problem, but I’m not really an enthusiast, I just have my cheap (by camera standards) camera and pretend I’m a photographer.
Anyway, here’s the waterfall;
And here’s some pictures taken in the walks to and from the waterfall, and just around Hardraw in general.
And here is a single photo I took in the nearby town of Hawes. I was more focused on buying tat than taking pictures there.
And the other thing we did while there was to visit Bolton Castle in the village of Castle Bolton, and yes, I do enjoy typing that. The village sprang up around the castle, which was built by Richard le Scrope, ‘1st Baron Scrope of Bolton’. I guess they wouldn’t have been able to call the village just Bolton because it’s too much in the same general area as the town Bolton, which I also assume is also the reason for Bolton Abbey being named as it is.
Anyway, Bolton Castle was built in the late fourteenth century by the aforementioned Baron Scrope, and it’s still owned by the same family. Its main claim to fame is that it’s one of the castles Mary Queen of Scots was imprisoned in, in 1568. A lot of the castle was destroyed during the civil war, but the part she was kept in – the south-west tower – is still standing. This was also where the family usually slept, but they relocated while she was there, because I guess an imprisoned queen is still a queen, and gets the best part of the castle.
Last time I was at Bolton Castle, a few years ago, it was closing for the afternoon because of a wedding. It was being held in the tower, because that’s the part that’s intact, and it’s got big rooms for it. The great chamber was pretty much blocked off; you could go into it, but not very far in. They couldn’t block all of the area they were using off, though, because that’s the way through to Queen Mary’s room and the battlements. I wasn’t really bothered by not being able to go properly into the Great Hall, since I knew it would just be a big, pretty much empty room normally, and it is, but I was happy to get a proper look at it this time.
Anyway, here’s some photos from that tower:
One thing I always like to see in ruins is doors that no longer go anywhere. The chapel is good for that. You can look up at the tower and see where the rest of the castle used to connect.
There’s still enough left of the wrecked part of the castle to be interesting. I mean, I find all ruins interesting, but sometimes there’s so little of a place left that it’s not really that great. But there’s plenty at Bolton Castle. There are rooms still intact and a few steps here and there, so it’s fun.
There’s also the gardens to look into. We had a little bit of a look about them, and at the birds of prey they have – although the weather wasn’t right for them to do a show. And they’ve got wild boar too, though they’re not actually at the castle, they’re next to the village car park. So here’s the outside of the castle taken from the gardens, and the boar.
And that’s it, that was the trip. Thank you for reading my blog.