Yorkshire Dales

01/11/2026

01/11/2026

Happy Sunday! Stone cottages, winding becks and sweeping fellside views. Thwaite, in Upper Swaledale, is a favourite stop for walkers on the Pennine Way and Coast to Coast paths. The village’s name comes from the Old Norse word þveit, meaning a clearing or meadow, a reminder of the Dales’ Viking heritage

📷 Wendy McDonnell

01/11/2026

Sunlight on Muker ☀️🍂

A burst of golden sunlight sets Muker aglow, catching the autumn foliage in a blaze of colour while the stonework of Occupation Lane lies in cool shadow. I took this shot earlier this week, captivated by the dramatic interplay of light and shade as the low evening sun brings the village and the surrounding Yorkshire Dales to life.

31/10/2026

A spookily misty morning at - perfect for 👻

31/10/2026

One of Ribblehead’s creepiest railway tales is said to have begun deep in the night at Blea Moor Signal Box.

The last train had already passed and the signalman was completely alone, miles from anywhere, surrounded by darkness, open moorland and the silence of the Dales.

Then the telephone rang.

He answered, expecting another railway worker on the line. Instead, there was no voice at all. Just slow, heavy, rasping breathing coming through the receiver.

He called out and asked who was there, but nobody answered. The breathing simply continued.

Outside, there were no footsteps, no knock at the door and no sign of another person anywhere across the moor. Just the darkness beyond the windows and that awful sound on the phone.

Some versions of the story say the signalman was so terrified he spent the rest of the night watching the door, waiting to see if whatever had been on the other end of the line would appear.

Was it a trick of the mind during a lonely night shift? Or was something else lingering out there on Blea Moor?

Whatever you believe, it’s probably not the kind of phone call you’d want to answer after dark.

📸: Bentham Imaging

31/10/2026

31/10/2026

Before Halloween's trick-or-treating became popular, many Yorkshire Dales villages had their own tradition: Mischief Night. It was a time for harmless pranks, practical jokes and a little bit of community chaos.

Our Museum Officer, Jane, remembers fondly sneaking around Arkengarthdale, putting treacle on her neighbours door handles and her Uncle Hind being armed and ready with his bucket of water, ready to pour over them from his top window....if he caught you of course!

Naughty Jane! 😂

💭 Do you remember taking part in Mischief Night, or waking up to discover a prank had been played? We'd love to hear your memories in the comments!

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31/10/2026

31/10/2026

🎃 Things are getting spooky in the Dales...

Happy Halloween from the Yorkshire Dales National Park! 👻🍂

📸 Rob & Julia Lovel

31/10/2026

🍂 Autumn at Muker Meadows 🍂

Captured on Thursday afternoon beneath a beautiful autumn sun, this scene feels like a moment suspended between two seasons. 🍁

Some trees still cling to their golden leaves, glowing in the soft afternoon light, while others have already surrendered theirs, standing bare against the approaching winter. There’s something quietly magical about this fleeting time of year, when autumn and winter meet, each leaving its own mark on the landscape.

A gentle reminder that even as one season fades, there is beauty in every stage of change. 🍂❄️