Life is too short to sit around waiting for things to happen, so this morning me and my beautiful wife, while lying in bed, had a look at a couple of maps to see where we should go. There were a couple of walks that looked interesting, but would probably be very wet after the recent rain. Helen then had a brainstorm! Ingleton Falls after the rain would look stunning. Despite cycling in and around Ingleton many times, I’ve never walked to the falls. I made some sandwiches, we loaded Nelly into the car and off we went.
We parked in the large car park and paid £7 to begin the trail. It was half price as the footpath along the River Doe had been partly washed away, meaning that three of the falls were inaccessible. You can see the Falls without paying if you use the footpaths above the falls, but there is very limited parking, plus the upkeep on the paths isn’t cheap so we didn’t object to paying.
We set off up the path alongside the River Twiss, with Nelly scampering ahead, coming back every few minutes to check that we were OK. First photo stop was at the very full money tree, which if I had known existed I would have made sure we had some change with us. Next time. Some of the coins date back over a hundred years, shimmering as the light hit them.
A short while later we came to Pecca Falls, which is a cascade of falls, dangerously full of water.
We also stopped for the obligatory selfie as we crossed the Pecca Bridge.
We continued up, not stopping for a hot dog (there was a food hut, not Nelly), past Holybush Spout and onto Thorton Force, the famous fall painted by JMW Turner in 1816. This fall is also famous because you can scramble behind it. With so much water it wasn’t a good idea today, although Helen did make her way round to the side, much to the consternation of Nelly.
From there is was only a short walk to the top, where I suddenly realised that I had been there before, on a geology field trip as a first year undergraduate. On that day we had come in from the top, which is why I didn’t think that I’d been there before.
We walked along the bridleway which links the two rivers, not stopping at the ice-cream van. I’m not sure how much trade he was doing on a cold and wet February Sunday.
As we’d been informed that the trail was impassible beyond Beezley Farm we followed the quiet road back to Ingleton. We had a look at the open air swimming pool (not open) and the viaduct before sitting on a bench to have some lunch.
We’ll definitely be back to have a look at the three falls on the River Doe, when the path re-opens, and I would definitely recommend going there for a walk if you’re ever in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales.