Dent (2)

When were in Dent on Saturday, we'd seen that there was a festival on, today, so we'd planned to come across for that. However, it being a bank holiday Monday and no one in too much of a hurry to do anything, in the end we didn't head over until just after three, taking the deceptively long but beautiful journey across through Barbondale.

Arriving in Dent and driving to the car park, we passed the museum and decided that we'd walk back and have a look around there. It is fantastic, full of odds and sods going back for, I guess, the last hundred, maybe a hundred and fifty years. There are no particularly prestigious artefacts there, just loads and loads of household objects, old posters and wonderful, absorbing video interviews with older people talking about the past.

I popped some photos up on Instagram, which you can see here, here, here and here.

After that, we wandered up into the town for a quick drink at The George and Dragon (Craft Cider and Perry Pub of the Year 2013!) before setting off for home, this time heading out towards Ribblehead, taking a longer route back. It always amuses me just how far you have to go out of Dent before seeing this sign, at which one would turn left to take the long climb up the hill to reach the railway station. I cannot imagine there is another railway station that is so far from the place that it's named for.