Upper Wharfedale Tank Top

When I came across this spot, I wanted to stay forever. It instantly became one of my favourite places. I had been walking a route that started in Ilkley, following the river Wharfe up through Wharfedale in the Yorkshire Dales national park. I had followed it past the ruins of Bolton Abbey, and through the constriction of the Strid; stayed the night at Linton youth hostel (sadly it closed for good days later); passed Kilnsey Crag and its climbers playing on its pronounced overhang; stayed a night at Kettlewell, picking off some moorland peaks; and finally rejoined the river reduced at this point to a gentle rocky stream. This was the last I saw of the river - looking towards its source at the dale's head, as I turned off for a moorland p...