My cousin Donnie, who was about 15 then, down at the water with my son and husband. There was nothing my son loved more than skipping stones in the river, here the River Wharfe.
I don't know exactly where in the Dales this was exactly but it certainly gives you an idea of the height of that massive rock formation. Lots of open land for little boys to run and run also.
Not many trips up here after we had two sons and not many days I remember as sunny and bright. These days were special.