tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606798.post5667412587690162406..comments2024-03-28T22:32:50.562+00:00Comments on Liberal England: Snow in Wensleydale, 1981Jonathan Calderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00730157683743989696noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606798.post-72550950734518607712017-01-13T09:57:58.951+00:002017-01-13T09:57:58.951+00:00Sounds like one of those lovely memorable days. I ...Sounds like one of those lovely memorable days. I recall my father and I jumping into the car at silly o'clock in the morning at our Middlesbrough house to be one of the first into the new heavy snow in the Esk Valley (never Eskdale!) and the first to break the surface in the remote Great Fryup Dale. The silence of snow, the trickle of the beck, the crunch of boot on drift, the 'wind busked cheeks'. 30 years ago but remember it as though it were yesterday. David Bnoreply@blogger.com