Bleak Walk at 40

Wesley in Rosedale

Wesley celebrated his fortieth birthday in September. One request was to go on a Bleak Walk with his parents in Yorkshire. So we set a date, planned a route round Rosedale and for once hoped the weather would oblige with something ‘bleak’.

Parking in Rosedale Abbey we set off for the start of the walk along the old ironstone railway line. The cloud descended; black cloud. The rain started and bleak obliged us with its presence. Wesley’s wish had been satisfied.

But it didn’t last all day. By the time we reached the cafe at the head of the dale the rain had stopped. The sun shone as we passed the old ironstone mines and loading bays. It was a great day.