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Dales Way Pubs: Bar T’at, Ilkley, West Yorkshire
Our last day on The Dales Way was from Burnsall to Ilkley, which took us beyond the Yorkshire Dales National Park and also from North into West Yorkshire, having started in Cumbria five days before. We were fortunate to have another sunny day to wander the last 12 or 13 miles down the Wharfe past caravans at Appletreewick, the Yorkshire Dales ice cream van at Barden Bridge, sunbathers at Bolton Abbey and a family of ducklings on the pavement in Addingham.
Ilkey was the end of the Dales Way for us, although it’s the start for most, and many people stay there for the night before they set out on the walk. After reaching the official end/start of the walk at the Old Bridge, we walked into town for a beer. There’s actually a pub just by the end of the walk: Ilkley Moor Vaults. I’ve visited once, after being caught in the sleet, and found both decent beers and an open fire. However it was a warm day and I intended to court Mary Jane: there’s no better way to do so than Bar T’at.
Bar T’at is a Market Town Tavern pub, along with Arcadia, East of Arcadia and Veritas in Leeds, Cooper’s in Guiseley, The Narrow Boat in Skipton and nine others. The churlish might accuse them of being overly similar; one could more accurately say that they’re consistently very good, with nice food, helpful staff and a wide selection of ales, from Yorkshire micros and regionals in particular.
Bar T’at didn’t disappoint on this Thursday afternoon and at the end of our walk we quickly sank a couple of glasses of the lovely, pale, hoppy Ilkley Mary Jane before I also decided to try Goose Eye Chinook, another local pale beer (from Skipton) with a satisfyingly crisp, bitter aftertaste. I began to notice that one can’t walk through the Dales for five days without picking up at least a hint of a country aroma (i.e. sheep shit with a hint of wild garlic) so it was time to catch the train back to Leeds for a bath.
I hope that this short series of posts is useful for those planning the walk (although make sure you take the Cicerone guide and all the OS Explorer maps). If you are, good luck and I hope you’re as fortunate with the weather as we were. I really enjoyed our five days on the Dales Way, although the aches compounded throughout the week and by the last afternoon every stile earned a swear word. Good beer and food in friendly pubs along the way helped a lot, as did the roaring fire at The White Lion at Cray and the warm bath at The Red Lion, Burnsall.
The selection of beer in most places might be more limited to two or three pumps, but you shouldn’t find it difficult to find a Yorkshire bitter such as Timothy Taylor’s Landlord or Black Sheep, or a pale hoppy session beer like Mary Jane or Copper Dragon Golden Pippin to slake your thirst, if you’re very lucky something from Hawkshead Brewery like the wonderful Windermere Pale. Trust me, no drink in the world could be better in the circumstances.
Read all the other posts in this series about The Dales Way here. If you’ve enjoyed these posts, why not read Andy Mogg of Beer Reviews’ post about beer and pubs on the Coast To Coast walk (and his walking blog linked to in that post) and Mark Fletcher’s posts about The Pennine Way on Real Ale Reviews.
Dales Way Pubs: The White Lion at Cray, North Yorkshire
For our third day on The Dales Way (in reverse) we set off from Gearstones, around a mile north of the Ribblehead viaduct. We walked steeply uphill against a driving wind to the top of the moor, before descending through trees and through remote farmland eventually accompanying Oughtershaw Beck, which joined the source of the Wharfe when it met Green Field Beck at Beckermonds.
We would essentially follow the Wharfe from this point all the way to Ilkley, and the section from Beckermonds to Hubberholme was very pleasant, with a lot of green pasture, sheep and birdlife along what remained a quiet, relatively calm and low section of river. After reading some negative reviews, we had decided not to risk staying in the historic George Inn in Hubberholme, which was in any case closed at the time we reached it.
Instead we were staying in The White Lion at Cray, about a mile uphill and off the Dales Way. However the steep uphill walk was alongside a very pretty waterfall and when we got there the pub was great. The room (a superior) was simple but exactly what we needed, with a big bed and a clean bathroom. The bar downstairs had a warm log fire and the family who ran it were extremely friendly and helpful.
On the bar there was a small but good selection including Copper Dragon Golden Pippin and Timothy Taylor Golden Best, and the Golden Pippin was the type of pale session ale I had begun to really appreciate after walking for 12-16 miles a day. The food was both hearty and extremely tasty. I went for a haggis, black pudding and peppercorn sauce starter and Kate had smoked local trout pate. Neither of us could resist the pork belly stuffed with black pudding on buttery mash, which was even better than it sounds. Too tired and full to stay up and enjoy the fire, we had an early night.
The next morning we had a very nice full English breakfast (with more lovely black pudding – my third dose in two meals) and picked up the foil-wrapped sandwiches we had asked them to make for us the night before for our lunch. We headed out from the pub feeling happy, well fed and relaxed to a beautiful sunny Dales morning and a pleasant walk downhill to Buckden.