Rugged, wild and enormous, the Yorkshire Dales are home to some tiring terrain. But for anyone with a passion for adventure in the great British countryside, tiring of the place itself is impossible. There is simply too much to discover across the Dales to ever grow bored with them.
At Wensleydale, as famous a name as there is in the Dales, are the beautiful Aysgarth Falls, a series of limestone steps which, over time, have formed into a truly stunning series of waterfalls. On a recent trip to Yorkshire we followed their winding route through God's Own County, retracing the steps of Britain's finest landscape artist - JMW Turner.
We started our trip by trekking through typical Yorkshire scenery - all rolling green and windswept scenery, punctuated by clusters and copses and woods dense with ancient trees. As we crossed open fields, Aysgarth Woods come into view. Away in the distance stands Castle Bolton, a castle built in 1399 and one of the country's best-kept Medieval relics.
The wind is howling and the skies overhead are slate grey, and with precious few signs of modernity encroaching on the landscape, it's possible to imagine that the whole area has probably looked much the same for hundreds and hundreds of years. In an increasingly hectic world, part of the Dales' appeal lies in its timelessness. Precious little changes here, because there is no need for it to.
We start our walk between the High Falls and the Middle Falls. These are no huge and cascading falls - they do not thunder with noise as much as hum. But they're dramatic and arresting all the same, in the same way the Dales themselves are. The falls are the product of a lot of time, a lot of weather and nothing more.
The ground underfoot is slippery and the falls follow a pleasingly winding route. Thick set trees rich with wildlife line both sides throughout the journey. We climb narrow steps, shimmy through weather-beaten gates and clamber mossy mounds, all the while with the falling water at our shoulder. At any point along the route, the falls deliver a stunning view.
Mud on our boots and the white and foaming noise of the falls still in our ears, we turn away from the water once we've passed through the High and Middle falls and explored the Lower too. From there, it is back into the rugged Yorkshire countryside, and off in pursuit of a place to grab a post-trek pint. This being Yorkshire, finding somewhere is the easy part - the difficult thing is leaving this amazing place.