I'm from the U.S. and recently moved to England for 1 year. I'm blogging about my adventures hiking, camping and kayaking and drinking adult beverages.
Month four has come and gone! I found a great way to see in month five. I spent the day in York. I had heard and read great things about this city, but I did not expect it to live up to my expectations. It surpassed them.
The forecast was for a pretty nasty day when I set out at 0730 yesterday morning, but the bad weather never materialized during my time in York. The first drops of rain I encountered were around 1600 as I was leaving The Minster.
The Minster is a cathedral. The largest or one of the largest in the UK. I spent three hours there after lunch wandering around the subterranean vaults, the main floors, and the very top tower (approximately 200 feet above the street). The Romans had built a fort on the site. The Normans used many of the stones from the fort's foundation as the foundation for the largest cathedral of their day. The current cathedral used bits of both and is larger than both.
In the mid 1960's the central part of the cathedral started to collapse. Five years and millions of dollars later, the building's structure was stabilized. During the work, a lot of cool stuff was unearthed in the excavation. Being the thrifty people that they are, the citizens of York kept the excavation open and made displays all through it to take you back into time. One can see original Roman columns and wall paintings as well as bits and pieces of the Roman and Norman foundations. Other day to day items are displayed in cases along the way through the vaults. They also display a lot of vessels used in the church over the hundreds of years it has been in existence. The materials of construction ranging from fired clay to silver and gold pieces with gem stones adorning them. The morning was spent wandering around the ruins of a castle built by King Henry III, taking a Disney-like ride through an excavated viking village complete with a display of items recovered during the excavation, and wandering the streets of this walled city. The morning ended on an even higher note when I discovered, purely by chance, a great restaurant for lunch. The town's economy is definitely driven by tourism and they do a pretty good job of making life convenient.
I ended my day with a walk around the city's wall in a light rain and growing wind. The bad weather hit as I was driving home. Speed on the motorway slowed from 70 to 80 mph to 40 to 50 mph in the high winds and heavy rain. The open moor provided no protection.
I hope this finds all well there. The key is still under the mat. I have only booked three groups so far.
Next weekend is northern Wales for some paddling and the weekend after that is the very northern part of England for some hiking in the Lake District. Hopefully the weather in Scotland will have settled some by then and I can finally make it up that way the following weekend.
I am freshly back from a drive around the Lake District. It is a fascinating combination of mountains, lakes, and the Irish Sea coast. There is snow at the higher elevations and people walking around in short sleeves at the lower elevations. Of course, the Brits walk around in some pretty cold weather in short sleeves.
Just outside the western border of the Lake District, and located on the Irish Sea Coast is where the facility, on whose design I have been working, will be built. It is a pretty dramatic landscape. My schedule is starting to resemble the one I keep at home. I seem to be booked every weekend. This is not a complaint. The next couple of weeks will find me hiking in Wales and then a long awaited 5 day trip to Scotland over Easter. It seems like the scenery keeps getting better every time I explore a new area. The Lake District is by far the most striking to date, even more so than northern Wales. The locals tell me that Scotland will make me forget about the Lake District, so I am looking forward to the trip. However, I will be back in the Lake District to walk and paddle. I hope all is well on your end. I will drink a draft on your behalf this evening at dinner.