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Is Hull Really a ‘Crap’ Town? – Pt 2 The River Hull and How the Town Began

Is Hull Really a 'Crap' Town? - Pt 2 The River Hull and How the Town Began

Thanks to the person who couldn’t wait to have their Benson & Hedges fix this morning, it meant that the hour I thought I’d gained, had now been lost. Thankfully, other than a bit of stitch, I was none the worse for wear as we stepped out into the bitterly cold, but bright Yorkshire morning air – which this time didn’t include any flashing blue lights to hurry us along.

From the hotel, we walked up the ramp onto the Myton Swing Bridge where there were some great views of the River Hull below, not that I had any chance to take any photos of it, because Kay couldn’t care less how good the views were, she was definitely not hanging around in the cold waiting for me to take pictures. As she marched off without a clue where she was going, I had no option but to put the camera away and just console myself with the fact that the tide was out anyway.

The source of the River Hull is in the Wolds, not far from Driffield: It then weaves its way for around twenty five miles or so down to the Humber, which is where the majority of Yorkshire’s rivers end up. The map below gives a broad outline as to how at least eight of those rivers drain Yorkshire’s higher ground to join the River Ouse. At Trent Falls near Faxfleet, the Ouse is met from the south by the River Trent, and this is where it becomes the Humber. Although the Humber is often referred to as a river, it is in actual fact an estuary, but whatever you want to call it, the Humber has, over the centuries, been both an asset and a barrier to this part of England.

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Originally posted 2023-09-20 11:38:21.

Dartmoor – The Final Chapter

Dartmoor - The Final Chapter

I’ve never made any secret of the fact that Dartmoor has always been a special place for me: If you’ve been following my posts, you would have learnt how the iconic tors were formed, delved into some of the moor’s spooky myths and legends and even got an insight into its notorious prison: You would have also explored some of the quaint villages, fascinating pubs and the upper reaches of the River Dart, and in this final look at ‘Southern England’s last great wilderness’ I’m going to leave you with a few more reasons why I regard Dartmoor as somewhere special.

The Dart isn’t the only Devon river to begin life on Dartmoor and that’s because the high rainfall leaves behind a boggy morass on the high plateau. Depending on who’s counting them, figures vary as to how many rivers there are, but about a dozen or so begin their journey seeping out of the peat bogs, with the majority travelling south and ending up in the English Channel.

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Originally posted 2023-09-01 11:31:30.