Remembering the long but enjoyable walk in the Harewood Estate, north of Leeds over a year ago, it was decided to have another go, only in warmer weather. With any luck, the delightful volunteer-run tea shop would be open at the end of the walk. We set off, walking boots and comfy socks at the ready, through seemingly endless farmland.
After several miles of crop fields and livestock, we entered the Harewood (pronounced Harwood, don’t you know) Estate proper. Punters were hopefully gazing into the air in hope of a Red Kite, little knowing that there were scores of them across the valley. The Harewood Estate is enormous, taking 4000 acres of rolling hills and woodland. Including the stately home, bird garden and lake, more familiar to visitors.
At the end, we found the deer, who were politely munching grass in a lowland field. Not a rutting stag in sight. Our pace gathered strength as we started the ascent to Harewood village. Alas, the tea shop had closed 30 minutes earlier. We had to make do with the pub.