Yarn, Yorkshire and All Manner of Wonderful Things!

Hurrah, with a bit of detective work and help from the East Yorkshire History Society who recorded all the inscriptions in St Hilda’s Ellerburn church and made a map so even this muppet could find what she was looking for, I  found the grave of my Great Great Great Grandmother who lived to the ripe old age of 92.

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Jane Stephenson, I think you must have been some lady.

And hurrah for Mr E who got into the church, only a big shove was needed to open the door.

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plain and simple inside

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whoops I left my red gloves in shot. Now it wasn’t so damp this visit because there had just been a funeral. And I will tell a little story about this, names changed.

We drove to Ellerburn this time because we wanted to walk to Dalby Forest and didn’t know how far it would be. It’s nearly a narrow single file road, so we had to wait 15 minutes whilst the cortege and all the mourners passed us . We explored the churchyard first and then the inside of the church. We must have been there a further half hour before we left to start our walk. Imagine our surprise when a car pulls up outside the church ( remember this is a hamlet of one farm and three cottages) and a chap jumps out. “Where have they taken Fred too?” he demanded.

How do you loose a hearse? We made some useful suggestions but had no idea really. Hope he found Fred.

Anyway onto the walk, back passed the fish farm, there was a car there this time so the dog wasn’t on guard duty.

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The beck is just as pretty as you continue along the valley. And I saw the first wild primroses  of this year, you may have to click on the picture to get it big enough to see.

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Go past this farm

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and you reach Dalby Forest. We think this strange thing is part of some water drainage thingy whatsit. Love to know if anyone has a clue.

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And does anyone know what this is?

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We had to turn back before we reached Dalby village, but we were now into familiar territory. The walk through Dalby Forest from Dalby being one of Dad’s favourite dog walks. Now all we have to do is rev up enough energy to do Thornton Dale to Dalby right through. We have done it once more or less, but that was 34 years ago when Mr T was in a push chair and I was in my 20’s!

Please feel free to leave a link to any walk related post you have written.

 

 

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Comments on: "Ellerburn to Dalby Forest." (6)

  1. I wonder where they did take Fred. While I appreciate the splendour of cathedrals, I much prefer the simplicity of a country church. Looks an interesting walk too.

    • I totally agree that simple country churches have the edge. It is a lovely walk, and hopefully I will get to do the full length this year!

  2. Sounds like the church where my mom’s parents are buried. When grandma passed away just shy of 98, my city boy hubby and I went to the funeral. And joined the procession to the grave site. The road started paved, went to gravel, then to dirt, then to grass. Hubby was appalled when he had to park his car in grass as high as the car windows. Just a little country church with a little cemetery on a road where mom once lived as a kid. Fortunately, we did not lose grandma on the way.

  3. She must have been a speacial lady to have such a fabulous head stone. I imagine there would have been mining in that area, with it being Yorkshire?
    The drainage outlet might have led from a mine. It has a concrete pipe so not that old. The brick hut possibly housed a pump to lift water from the mine.

    • There was some mining in Rosedale for about 40 years, but Dalby is just forest. Very little mining round here, all agricultural.
      It was a pretty grand grave stone, would love to know more about her, but social history is mostly about individual men!

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