Day Fourteen - Calder Valley

Tuesday, 14th August 2018

 Rose late and had a cooked breakfast. A little drizzly but not cold so we set off to explore the area  We headed for Todmorden, a market town in the Upper Calder Valley in Calderdale, West Yorkshire, just 20 miles from here and reached across sparsely inhabited land.

We drove through the Rossendale Valley and the Irwell Valley, crossing from Lancashire to Yorkshire and back without a care in the world. Dramatic and beautiful scenery, we drove through many towns, small and large, dominated years ago by woollen or cotton mills. Housing, built to accommodate the workers of these mills, still stands today. Such history in every village and hamlet.

Sadly all the pubs and hotels stopped serving lunch at 2pm, many actually closing altogether at 2pm.  This rather caught us by surprise coming from an area where most pubs and definitely the hotels, will serve food virtually all day.

Mill workers accomodation
Rochdale Canal


Home for a much later than usual lunch.

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