Addingham Moorside’s Wild Dogs on Ilkley D’Amour

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It is about 5 years ago that I caught sight of the Addingham hounds – I guess they are in some old dogs home by now. This is what I wrote at the time and I must go check to see if there is still a display on these rocks.

‘High on the ridge of Addingham Moorside bays a lonely hound. The ‘wickering’ sound can be heard far and wide interspersed by the occasional bone crunching chomping as another walker is fed to the ravenous beast.

I haven’t got close enough to discover the beasts name but then I still have all my limbs.
I don’t fancy becoming dog food just yet chum. With the roman connection Cesar was considered but it didn’t winalot of support. A pal of mine thought it would wolf him down but Iams still nervous of it’s Pedigree. (enough this takes the dogs biscuit ed.)

The second dog I spotted on the moor is photographed (below) in all its splendor. It is a Cairn of course a Yorkshire Cairn. This cairn is at Addingham Moorside just where you can see both dales the wharfe and the other terrier like Aire Dale.

I will leave you with a Paws for thought; is a dog high on the moor be part of the Upper Cruft or is it just a Red Setter in the Sunset?

Cairn

A poem and song by Les Barker who inspired many a doggy pun.

Ilkley D’Amour

Ilkley D’Amour;
Le ‘ill where les Yorkshiremen go;
Ilkley D’Amour;
Et J’ai been there with no chapeau.

Where hast tha’ been
Since la derniere time je t’ai vu?
J’ai been to court Mary Jane;
Chacun a son gout.

Ilkley D’Amour;
Le ‘ill where les Yorkshiremen go;
Ilkley D’Amour;
Et J’ai been there with no chapeau.

Sacre bleu; vous will catch thy deeath, tha knows;
Vous allez snuff it si vous allez sans chapeau.
Worms’ll ate thee
Les ducks mange les worms for their tea,
So nous will have etten thee

Ilkley D’Amour;
Le ‘ill where les Yorkshiremen go;
Ilkley D’Amour;
Et J’ai been there with no chapeau.

Les Barker© a very punny fellow

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