Day 3 began with a stillness in the air and lovely blue skies. It looked like it would be another great day for exploring the Yorkshire countryside. Armed with a sketchy plan, Hubby and I decided to drive towards one of Yorkshire’s prettiest villages, Hutton le Hole. A sweet little village, Hutton le Hole is also home to the Ryedale Folk Museum which we visited.
From Ryedale, Hubby and I decided to head for Thirsk, home of the famous vet, James Herriot. (I think that I must have read most of his books!) Alas, we were lost on the way to Thirsk, having driven right out of Hutton le Hole the wrong way! Instead, we ended up in the moors, which were awesome in scale, beauty, and the sense of solitude one experiences in this vast open landscape.
Having traversed rather more miles out of the way than we should have, we found ourselves retracing part of our route back towards Whitby as we made our way to Thirsk. Whilst en-route, we passed a shopfront with old cars and automobile memorabilia. Eyes round with wonder and expectation, we duly scooted back to take a closer look.
Matthewsons is located on the edge of Thornton-le-Dale and it is filled with wonderful vintage vehicles and automobile memorabilia that would appeal to the enthusiast. Although Hubby and I were unable to enter their showroom or museum, we thoroughly enjoyed browsing through their stock by the roadside. In fact I liked one of the cars so much that I asked the receptionist when it would go to auction!
Time to keep moving! It was getting late and if were to manage a visit to The World of James Herriot then we had to get to Thirsk some while before its closing time. Unfortunately, by the time we reached Thirsk, it was too late to visit the attraction. In fact, it was now time for us to look for lodgings for the night. A walk round the corner to the local TIC was in order. That night, we stayed for the first time in a restaurant with rooms. This is not something we would normally do as restaurants can be noisy at night and we do like our peace and quiet. However, the proprietor told us that he was not expecting a busy night at the restaurant and we were, in fact, the only ones staying the night.
Thankful to have found some decent accommodation that was also dog friendly when we had not planned to stay in Thirsk originally, Hubby and I decided that it was time to call it a day. That evening, we ate at the restaurant and Hubby said that he had never tasted a better pizza. I had mushroom risotto which was rather salty, but was otherwise palatable.
Returning to our room for tea and coffee after dinner, Hubby and I relaxed, read, and – you guessed it – looked avidly at Matthewsons’ website. We never did go to the auction later in December nor did we phone in a bid for the car I liked. Sometimes, it is nice simply to dream . . . .
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