Today we went for a stroll up a hill with an identity crisis.
For as long as I can recall I have always believed that there were the Yorkshire Three Peaks: Pen-y-Ghent, Ingleborough and Whernside.
Well, today your roving correspndent has learned that in fact for quite some time now Yorkshire has been stripped of Whernside. Indeed the new upstart county of Cumbria has gained the summit trig point in a boundary reshuffle many a year ago. Some of the summit remains in North Yorkshire (whatever happened to the good old West Riding?) but the crucial trig point ~ the focus of many a peak bagger's tick-list ~ is now firmly planted in Cumbrian soil.
PW and the Ribblehead Viaduct
How the modern Yorkshireman can live with this shame defies belief. This is worse than metricating the summit heights. This is worse than counting distance in the European kilometer.
This is surely theft on a gigantic scale. To shift millions and millions of tons of rock from one county to another just beggars belief. This is no Elgin Marbles (they can only weigh a few tons or so). This is no Egyptian tomb.
This is a whole mountain they have pinched.
Odd Job and the Potentail Bigamist
So I have still only done two of the Yorkshire Peaks. And one of the Cumbrian ones as well.