Our walk headed south back
towards Ilkley, but not before climbing a mound up to Beamsley Beacon. This
hill is the highest point in the Lower Wharfdale area, at 1299 feet. You can
certainly get a good view of the rolling hills and surrounding villages; and it
proves once and for all that Yorkshire is indeed God’s country. This would have
been a great stop for a picnic; but it was also less sheltered and meant that
the rest of the walk would have had an anti-climax. After pausing for photographs
our descent involved a lot of rocky steps, and my friend’s vertigo started to
kick in which meant that we started to lag behind. Once we’d reached the bottom
we began to walk back round the hill, but the heavens opened and we got hailed
upon. Luckily, I’d packed some waterproof trousers which I was able to slide on
top of my jeans. Once we’d returned to the field on lower ground we met up with
a farmer who was herding some sheep, and our numbers helped him to move them in
the right direction. But by the time we’d reached the road we elected to remain
on solid ground rather than help him through the final field; and we soon
reached the pub for some shelter.
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