Kettlewell is a beautiful village in North Yorkshire and it is our home for the weekend. We are staying on a temporary holiday site, organised by the Huddersfield and Spen District Association of the Camping and Caravan Club, just on the edge of the village.
After setting up in the designated field, we decided to have a wander through the village which is located in a valley. This is typical limestone country and the village is overlooked on both north eastern and south western sides by limestone hills with escarpments.
The petrol station has an old-world charm. Not many like this left.
The village church of St Mary’s, sits within a fine churchyard which interestingly has many gravestones which use chunks of local limestone on which plaques are fixed, rather than the usual stone slabs or crosses, though there are many of those too.
There is also a labyrinth in the church grounds.
A competition to grow the tallest sunflower was being held. Some remarkable specimens were in evidence. I wonder what they are being fed on.
The following morning (Saturday) proved to be quite rainy with heavy showers, but we were able to take a walk along the river Wharf downstream for a mile or so. On the way, we encountered quite a variety of birdlife with curlews in the fields (too far away for a picture) and a wren, one of our smallest birds.
We also came across a heron, doing what herons do:
Further along, the path took a sinister and threatening turn:
It took a fair bit of courage for Alison to make the crossing. I am not whether holding my hand was to steady herself or to ensure that if she fell in, it would not be on her own.
Returning to the village on the other side of the river, there were many quite difficult stiles to climb over, many with gates on, but on arriving back at Kettlewell, as the rain was holding off, we decided to walk on up towards Moor End, on the bridlepath.
The path quickly became elevated, affording a fine view back towards Kettlewell.
On the way up, we crossed paths with a shepherd.
Sadly, as I took this following photograph, it began to rain, heavily, so we returned back to the village and Fufu for some lunch.
"See-u-Later" 
What beautiful scenery you have close to home, where’s the August weather to help us enjoy it?
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