The place was covered with wild garlic, which smelled (and tasted) great. A few bluebells were popping out, and the trees had started to get a covering (though hadn't yet finished the job).
The Whitelady waterfall was simple and beautiful, and the Devil's Cauldron was quite impressively turbulent (even more so after heavy rain I would expect).
The walk along the top of the gorge reminded me very strongly of the high walk along Billybanks in Richmond. Eerily similar, in fact.
A very nice place to visit, anyway.
|Not all the trees had leaves.|
|Not many, in fact.|
|Wild garlic! Yummy!|
|Why do people throw money in?|
|Shame about the shadow from the bridge..|