09 January 2015

york and the midlands

We left Graysonside at Cockermouth and headed for York.  Our first stop that day was Beningbrough Hall in North Yorkshire.  To get there, we crossed an old toll bridge - the "toll booth" was a pair of buildings narrowing the road to a single lane with a person standing in the rain collecting the toll.  The mansion houses over 100 portraits on loan from the National Portrait Gallery for the "Royals: then and now" exhibit, including Andy Warhol portraits of the queen as well as a lightbox with a recent photo of the queen with her eyes closed (interesting).  The building itself is Georgian (1716), and was occupied by the Royal Air Force during World War II.
beningbrough hall
Next stop, York.  We drove through the city, then parked near the York Castle Museum.  We three wandered through the museum and absorbed a comprehensive history of both the city of York and the castle and its dungeons.  Auntie Val and I were the last two guests before closing time at the Jorvik Museum tour, featuring an amusement park style ride through a mockup of Jorvik (York) in the time of the Viking occupation.
view of the york castle museum from clifford's tower
We wandered a bit before returning to meet Uncle Yan at the car.  We drove around the city a little before discovering a place we could park for free, then walked back past the museums to discover "The Shambles" - the oldest (and possibly narrowest) shopping street in Europe, ending our walk at York Minster.
the shambles
york minster
By then, we'd worked up good appetites, so we stopped in a shop and had filled Yorkshire puddings, with pork, roast potatoes, green beans, stuffing, and gravy.  As we made our way back to the car, I climbed up one of the access points to walk on the old city wall for a bit.  We drove toward the end of a rainbow until we found our hotel for the night, a few miles south of York.  That evening I looked up one of our planned destinations for the next day, Chatsworth House - a beautiful estate supposed to have been Jane Austen's inspiration for Pemberley in Pride and Prejudice.  The entrance fees were astronomical so we decided to skip it and visit whatever struck our fancy on the way back to Stanwick.

Driving the next morning, we passed a sign for "Elsecar Heritage Center" and on a whim headed that direction.  It is the site of former ironworks from the 1800s.  The buildings which previously housed the works now hold an antique mall and some other small shops.  In addition, there was an antique car boot fair - as antiques are one of Uncle Yan's passions, we perused the antique mall and the car boot sale as well.  A vintage steam locomotive chugged in while we were browsing outside.
vintage steam locomotive
We continued, branching off the main road to Matlock Bath.  On the way, we passed through Chesterfield, famous for the twisted spire of the Parish Church of St Mary and All Saints, visible from the highway.  It started pouring rain while we were in Matlock Bath, so after stopping for lunch, we continued on to Stanwick.  We arrived back at the house to find a leak from upstairs - dripping through the light fixture just inside the front door, making a big puddle on the floor.  As it was Sunday, Uncle Yan shut the water off after filling containers with enough water for anything we might need that night.  Monday we rested, except Uncle Yan who scrambled to find parts and fix the leak.
twisted (and tilted) spire of chesterfield
The next few days, Uncle Yan and Auntie Val took me on some day trips in the Midlands, visiting places that were interesting and not too far from home.  We started off with a stop in Wansford to look at the Haycock Hotel (in operation since 1571) and the Wansford Bridge over the River Nene, a part of the Old London Road from approximately 1000 AD until the building of a new bridge for the A1 in 1929.  The current stone bridge dates from 1571, 1672, and 1795.
wansford bridge
Our next stop was Burghley House, in the Soke of Peterborough.  This house was built between 1558 and 1587 by Lord William Cecil (later Baron Burghley), chief adviser to Queen Elizabeth I.  Queen Elizabeth I stayed at the house as well as Queen Victoria.  In 1928, David Cecil (who became the 6th Marquess/ 15th Earl of Exeter and 16th Baron Burghley) won a Olympic gold medal for 400 meter hurdles, and in 1932 won silver as part of the 4x400 relay.  His Olympic medals are on display as well as his original hip replacement - he had the prosthesis silver-plated and mounted as a hood ornament on his car after he had a revision!
the bow room, a dressing room, the first george room, hell's staircase, and the dining hall
lord burghley's hip prosthesis
We made a stop at the town of Stamford, notable for its many stone churches and historic architecture, before returning to Stanwick to have dinner with Uncle Yan and Auntie Val's friends, Jeff and Jayne.
auntie val and me in stamford
In my remaining couple of days, we visited Canons Ashby and took a trip to Peterborough for dim sum and to visit the Peterborough Cathedral.  Canons Ashby House is an Elizabethan manor house dating from about 1550 with many additions.  The present state of the house is very close to what it was in 1710.  The parish church is all that remains of the Canons Ashby Priory, founded around 1150 - the church dates from about 1250.  Building of the present Peterborough Cathedral began in 1118.  Among a collection of Bishops and Archbishops, it is the final resting place of Katharine of Aragon - "legitimate Queen of England under Henry VIII" - and was briefly the burial place of Mary, Queen of Scots, after her execution (her body was later moved to Westminster Abbey).
 canons ashby house and part of the garden
statue of shepherd boy who saved the estate by warning of oncoming attack
canons ashby church
lounging in front of peterborough cathedral
peterborough cathedral
On Friday, June 13, I boarded a train for London to wrap up my incredible trip to England...

20 September 2014

english lake district

After breakfast at the Melrose, Uncle Yan, Auntie Val, and I headed out for an adventure in the southeastern portion of the Lake District.  We began with a visit to Wray castle, which I had spotted across Windermere the day before, not realizing it was one of our planned destinations.
map showing our route
three of us in front of the entrance to wray castle
The castle was built in 1840 with "new money" made from industry, and built to mimic a Gothic style castle.  There were interesting details such as the use of pine interior trim - imported from America and therefore a sign of great wealth.  The history of the castle included use as a place families could rent and stay for a season.  It served as Beatrix Potter's introduction to the Lake District at age 16 when her family's usual trip to Scotland was cancelled and they stayed at Wray Castle instead.  The weather changed from heavily overcast to pouring rain as we toured the inside, so we didn't spend any more time outside when we finished.

Our next stop, after an unintentional circumnavigation of Esthwaite water, was Hill Top, Beatrix Potter's house.  She never actually lived there as it was considered unacceptable for a single woman to live on her own, so lived with her brother but stayed there sometimes, using it as her place of work for writing and keeping herds of Herdwick sheep, but never fully moved in.  When she did marry, she chose to move into her husband's house, not wanting a man to change the way she had her house set up.
hill top
From there we went to the village of Hawkshead, where we visited the Beatrix Potter Museum, housed in the former law offices of her husband and his father.  A revolving selection of her artwork is displayed there, as well as some of her collections of fossils and insects, old letters, and writings.  Despite the rain, we walked around the village with our umbrellas.  It was a quaint little place with narrow streets and beautiful views from the church atop a small hill.
beatrix potter museum, hawkshead
Our next stop was the village of Coniston, situated on Coniston Water.  Auntie Val had memories of arriving there as a teenager with several friends and hiking out to a hostel to stay for a few days.  We made our way down to the lakeside and enjoyed the view.
you can see the bottom of  "the old man of coniston" fell behind us
After we returned to Ambleside and had a little nap, we had dinner in an old mill building.

The next morning we packed everything into the car and headed from southeast to northwest across the Lake District.  First stop was Rydal Mount, the family home of William Wordsworth.  We opted out of the tour and instead walked the grounds of neighboring Rydal Hall - a large estate now used as a "holiday, retreat, and conference center." It boasts an early 20th century formal garden including a croquet court, a waterfall with a little hut built so one could sit under shelter and enjoy the view, and is currently home to "rare, ancient, and specimen trees,""diverse flora and wildlife," and "art and sculptures in the landscape."
route from ambleside to cockermouth
formal garden at rydal hall
Our path led next past Rydal Water to Grasmere, both the lake and the village of that name.  We toured Dove Cottage, another of Wordsworth's homes.  He lived there with his sister, then his wife after he married.  They only moved when the family became too large for the cottage.  Included with the cottage tour was the Wordsworth Museum, full of the life of not only Wordsworth but several other notable authors and poets of the period.  Dove Cottage sits somewhat outside of the village itself, so we strolled over to the village for a cup of tea before continuing our journey.
reflections on grasmere
dove cottage
We stopped next in Keswick, on Derwentwater.  After stretching our legs and finding some lunch, we headed uphill and found the Castlerigg Stone Circle.  Erected 4500 years ago by prehistoric farming communities, it is believed it was used for many purposes, including religious ceremonies, negotiations, trade, and gatherings.  The sun came out while we were at the circle.
castlerigg stone circle
Our final destination for the day was Graysonside, a bed and breakfast outside the ancient market town of Cockermouth.  We took a very scenic, albeit direct, route over Whinlatter Pass, with sweeping views over Bassenthwaite and its surrounding valley.  Graysonside was a pleasant former farmhouse, where my room was more than adequate with a huge bathroom, and Auntie Val and Uncle Yan had a two bedroom suite with a sitting room.  We walked about a half mile to Hundith Hill Hotel across the road where we had a pub style dinner.
graysonside - the top three windows facing are all uncle yan and auntie val's suite!
Our third all-Lake-District-day involved a loop that brought us by four different lakes, so we ended up seeing ten of the nineteen major lakes in the park.  Our first stop was to admire the beautiful reflections on Crummock Water.  We stopped at a high point above the lake, then stopped again to walk down to the water's edge at the south end.  We drove past Buttermere, then headed up to Honister Pass.  The valley leading up to the pass was breathtaking, so we stopped a couple times to enjoy the view and stretch our legs.  At the top of the pass, we stopped at Honister Slate Mine, the source of Honister green slate.  We learned that Honister green slate is 450 million years old - older than dinosaurs and that the location was the wettest place in England with 12 FEET of rain per year!
loop route from cockermouth
honister slate mine
On the other side of the pass, we stopped in the village of Rothswaite to have tea at the Yew Tree Inn.  The proprietress of Graysonside had mentioned it as a place patronized regularly by Prince Charles when he visits the Lake District as a protector of the Lakeland Herdwick sheep.  Our route next took us along the eastern shore of Derwentwater to Keswick again.  This time we went to the north end of Derwentwater and rested on a pier on the lake.  The next stop was Bassenthwaite Lake (the only body of water in the Lake District to have the word "Lake" in its name).  We stopped at two different places along the shore, and then went over Ouse Bridge en route to the Wildlife Park we saw on signs.  When we got there, we realized it was an ordinary zoo and turned around to head back to the town of Cockermouth.
panoramas of crummock water from above and from the south shore,
valley leading to honister pass, bassenthwaite, and ouse bridge
We wandered a bit around Cockermouth, skirting the road construction that has been nearly continuous since a disastrous flood in 2009.  We walked by the Wordsworth House and Garden, but didn't visit as they are closed on Fridays.  I spotted a "free library" that was a gift of Andrew Carnegie (CARnuhgy to Americans, carNEEgy to the English!) in 1903 - that led to an interesting discussion of whether he was American or British - turns out he was a Scottish American, emigrated when he was a tween, and when he'd made his fortune, part of his philanthropy included building free libraries all over the United States and United Kingdom.
the floodwaters got pretty high in the middle of the town
carnegie free library
We walked under a bridge and along the river Cocker for a little distance, and talked to a resident who said the floodwaters were near ten feet along the river.  The following photo shows how high the river had to rise to even get above its banks - as far as I can figure that bridge was nearly submerged in the flood!
bridge over river cocker
We finished off our day with Indian food in Cockermouth, and when we went back to Graysonside, we prepared to head to York the next morning.

17 August 2014

heading north

Monday morning Uncle Yan, Auntie Val, and I loaded up the car for a week's worth of travel and drove off to our first destination - Liverpool.  It rained off and on, culminating in a downpour as we arrived at Albert Dock in Liverpool.  We actually sat in the car for ten minutes or so just to see if it would lighten up a bit.  It didn't, so we slogged our way over to the Albert Dock buildings and found a restaurant to get some lunch.  Uncle Yan and I both ordered fish and chips with mushy peas, as there was a two for one special.
liver building in the pouring rain
albert dock in the rain
fish and chips with mushy peas
When we walked out of the building after lunch, we were surprised to find that the rain had stopped, and blue skies and sunshine were making their presence known.  We wandered down Albert Dock past the Museum of Liverpool toward the Royal Liver Building.  The two birds on top, the Liver Birds, are 18 foot tall bronze statues of not clearly identified birds - some cross between a cormorant, an eagle, and perhaps a spoonbill.  By the museum, there were odd-looking animal sculptures, which I later found out were "mini superlambananas" - the Superlambanana is a 17 foot tall sculpture, symbolic of Liverpool's formerly common cargo of lambs and bananas.  The mini ones we saw were all decorated differently.
no rain and the beginnings of blue skies and sunshine
uncle yan with "lambanana" statue decorated with
the history of chinese in liverpool
auntie val and me in front of king edward vii and the liver building
We took a quick stroll into the Museum of Liverpool, then headed away from the docks to look in on the Liverpool War Museum, located in the Western Approaches underground bunker.  Unfortunately it was already closed for the day, so we were unable to tour the bunker.  After checking in to our hotel, we wandered up to Chinatown for a very good dinner.  While there, we discovered a sign identifying Liverpool Chinatown as the oldest Chinatown in Europe.
underground headquarters for world war ii bombing raids
auntie val and uncle yan at the chinatown gate
In the morning, we continued north toward the Lake District.  Our first stop was in Windermere, then on to Bowness-on-Windermere where Auntie Val and I visited the World of Beatrix Potter, an attraction featuring three dimensional scenes from many of her stories including Peter Rabbit, Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle, Tom Kitten, and other characters.  We wandered a bit more around Bowness-on-Windermere, including having a look at Windermere (the lake) itself before stopping for a cup of tea.
auntie val with peter rabbit
did you know peter rabbit is eating a long scarlet radish, not a carrot?
the tale of peter rabbit was originally written as a letter
We next headed to Ambleside where we were to spend two nights at the Melrose Guest House (bed and breakfast).  It is a very picturesque village, with many of the houses including out lodging built of the grey lake stone.  I have no photo of the Melrose as it had scaffolding going up when we arrived - the owners were having the window frames repainted for the first time in several years.  Despite the scaffolding, the Melrose and its owners were lovely.
windermere from a lookout point on the way to ambleside
view from my room at the melrose guest house -
the scaffolding nearly blocked my view the next evening
Our rooms were very nice and very comfortable and we slept well in preparation for some more exploring the next day.

23 July 2014

england!

Although I was well enough to travel, I was still coughing pretty ferociously when I left for England.  My transatlantic flight was on Virgin Atlantic, and for various reasons, I had ended up with a middle seat.  While waiting for the flight in LAX, I decided it was worth it to pay for an upgrade to an aisle seat in an exit row so I wouldn't be stuck between two people for 10 hours, unable to avoid coughing in the direction of one person or the other.  The upgrade put me in the upstairs of the 747, in a bulkhead row.  It ended up being quite comfortable.

I arrived at Heathrow just before noon, and walked out from customs to see Janine, Geoff, Grace, and Ewan waiting for me with big smiles and a poster to welcome me!  Janine informed me that sometime before I arrived, the following exchange occurred:
Ewan: Mommy, will she be in a wheelchair?
Janine: NO! WHY would she be in a wheelchair??
E: Well, you said she was older than YOU!
ewan and grace with my poster
(i was too out of it to take a photo at the airport)
We piled into their car along with my luggage, their luggage, and their bikes and drove off to Stanwick to Uncle Yan and Auntie Val's house.  Janine and family stayed for three nights, and we enjoyed time playing with the kids, taking a walk to the Stanwick Pocket Park, enjoying Auntie Val's birthday tea/ barbecue, and Friday I went cycling at Stanwick Lakes with Geoff and the kids while Janine had a girls' day reunion with childhood friends.  On the first night, this brief conversation happened:
Grace: I like Nancy.
Janine: Why?
G: Well... she's very nice, and she's STRONG!
grace, geoff, janine, and ewan
outside the church where j & g got married 10 years earlier
celebrating auntie val's birthday
geoff, uncle yan, auntie val, jeff, sharon, tony, jayne, and janine
grace, ewan, and geoff cycling at stanwick lakes
Saturday morning, Janine and family returned home.  That afternoon, Uncle Yan and Auntie Val took me via the town of Oundle to see Lyveden New Bield.  Oundle is an ancient market town that received its market charter in 972.  It's very picturesque, with centuries-old stone buildings on both sides of the narrow main street.
main street in oundle
Lyveden New Bield is an unfinished banqueting house or "secret house" on a site with an intricate history, from the Roman settlements in the valley to the schism between Catholics and the Church of England to the Gunpowder Plot.  The building stands almost exactly as it was left in 1605 when the death of the landowner was followed by the builders walking off the job as they were no longer being paid.  The building is boldly filled with Catholic symbolism incorporating the numbers 3 (the trinity), 5 (the number of the Christ), and 7 (the number of the Godhead), carved symbols representing sacraments and events in the life of Christ, and a Latin inscription just below the cornice along the top of the walls.  It was meant to be reached from the manor house along a very planned set of experiences in the gardens, including orchards, a moat, sheep pastures, a wildflower meadow, and carefully located mounds of earth to climb.
looking up in the south wing of the building,
where the stairwell was planned
view from one of the spiral mounds
incorporating the building and the "wildflower meadow"
Sunday, we just relaxed and prepared for our trip northward, to be covered in the next post...