Sometimes, just sometimes, you hope that a problem will go away. This was certainly the case after a routine diagnostic scan during Autumn! Thankfully, I cleared the codes and they didn’t come back when I checked a week later.
It is just as well as I decided to go on yet another little road trip! This time, somewhere a little closer to home. That is the much coveted Buttertubs Pass in the Yorkshire Dales, sitting between Hawes and Thwaite. It is also a road revered by Jeremy Clarkson, which may be why some of you have heard of it. For many years I had been meaning to try this road, right from the moment I read about it and then saw it on the big screen! If my balls were bigger over a decade ago I would have taken a previous car that I enjoyed & owned. The cult classic, the one and only Peugeot 306 GTi-6:
So I had a great car back in 2008. What stopped me from progressing beyond the drawing board? Fear. In that case, it was the fear that the car would have a lift-off oversteer moment and send me down the valley to my untimely death! The cost and being in the midst of a recession probably didn’t help either! In hindsight, it was a silly reason, but probably wise, given my lack of talent and then a little lack of restraint at times! But anyway, let’s go back to 2017!
After doing the necessary things like booking a hotel and coming up with a plan of what to do, I finally made my voyage up to the Yorkshire Dales. Before I even hit the Buttertub’s pass the scenery was quite stunning along with the roads! As was the drop in temperature from 7 degrees Celsius to a chilling -1! Yes, the elevation was quite high as I got there! The roads, and view, however, were more than worth it!
Like many I planned the route thoroughly, looking at Google Maps previously to see where the Buttertub’s Pass started from Hawes. It was wonderful driving through the idyllic towns! However, as always, I almost missed the turning for the very spot I wanted! Climbing that elevation however soon had me on the road that I wanted. What did I make of the road though?
Honestly? It’s a great road but maybe not for an M3 in the depths of winter with its tight twists and turns. The scenery is beyond stunning; you forget about the beauty present within the UK when you reside in the Midlands, and boy is there plenty to admire! It is fascinating driving down a very thin road but with nothing except a hosepipe to save you from slipping and falling down a 200-foot drop into a valley! It is terrifying yet somehow exhilarating! Do I get why the Buttertubs is revered by a few people? Absolutely! Once I got there it wasn’t a case of ‘why did I do it’, it was more one of ‘why did I leave it this long?’. I am very glad that I took the 150-mile trip up North to give the famous pass in the Dales a drive and in a spectacular car to boot!
But as always, the Buttertubs was only part of my journey there. Not far from the Buttertubs is an old relic, a treasure showing what man and achieve and how magnificent it can be. It is also a stark reminder of what cost it comes at. In this case, it wasn’t just a monetary cost, but also a human death toll. I am talking about none other but the Ribblehead Viaduct in Ingleton.
I did spend a couple of hours admiring the structure it has to be said. Soon however, it was getting dark and so I went to my humble abode in York to stay and get some much-needed rest With the car put into Auto, and me making light work of the traffic I arrived in York being tired but relaxed; I guess I did travel half of the country, leaving from Warwickshire! But hang on a second, I hear you ask, York is miles away from the Dales! You’d be quite right there!
The truth is I had a few things to see in Yorkshire, with it being a 3 hour trip up to the Dales from my place! One such thing I had put off for a long time also was the Yorkshire Railway Museum; Yes I do have a thing for Yorkshire it has to be said! Upon entering the train haven I was enjoying it but thinking it was a little small with a few trains up right at the entrance. Little did I know, this place would be the equivalent of a train collector’s tardis!
There were not just a few trains dotted around the place, but something of a secretive lair about the Railway Station! As you in the main entrance hall with the always surprisingly massive trains you cannot help but just stand there in awe! Every walk through a doorway proved to be an expansive trip into yet another hidden part of the museum, including stumbling into a Coronation themed railway station! It is fair to say that I loved my trip to the Railway Museum; this is a destination I can recommend going to, especially considering that it is free! With York left to explore it really is somewhere you truly can make a great weekend of! Did I drive away a pleased man? Absolutely, especially considering that the main focus of my trip was the Buttertubs Pass, which mothballed into much more!
And what about the M3? Like the trip to Spain, the old girl really proved itself in being competent, yet being a fun & comfortable accomplice for my trip up North! The trip proved something however. As a great bloke I know once said, it’s not a case “If only you were closer”, it’s more a case of “If only I was there!”. Here is to taking a more proactive approach to exploring more places, be it a trip to the North or outside of the country with whatever cars I have!
With Christmas done, how would the New Year treat me? That can wait until the next update.