What to wear in Weardale, pronounced weer as in queer or rear. A big anorak is de rigour for today. A misty, wet, rainy day. We pulled onto a small camp site before noticing that a sign proclaimed couples only. It wasn’t a problem, as the warden said. “You are about big enough for a couple.” Cheeky minx! No anorexic herself!
We had a quick wander around Westgate a small village and very picturesque it looked in the gloom.
They have built us a footbridge over the river Wear. It didn’t really save my feet from a soaking, they were already on the wet side of damp. The ford and it’s weir, pronounced like the River not like where……..We’re at the weir on the Wear, wearing wellies. On a wet Wednesday in Westgate Weardale…..just my luck…. it’s Tuesday!
I’ve no internet so it could be a Wednesday!
Now bubbling merrily down the valley. This is the road bridge in Westgate on the left is the bridge over the old railway. Someone using it as a caravan garage, which was and is a slight irritation. I should have cloned it out…….too late now.
Now the sun is showing itself in a watery sort of way so I am minded to take a wander up to the site of an old castle. There may or may not be anything left of it. We’ll see.
There isn’t or none that I could find so we came back home and adopting a recumbent posture I had another go at the ford.
This image has been flipped horizontally. It leads the eye neatly in to the focal interest in the picture…..the road sign!…… it says ‘Try Your Brakes.’ I had to try with it, you would too… were you daft enough to lie in the public highway…………a wet and slimy public highway.
Tomorrow we are going up to Killhope and Park Level Mine. I was there last year on a bright and sunny day and had a grand time so we will see what we can make of tomorrow.