THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

Baysdale is the loneliest valley we have met with in our wanderings.  Shut in between steep moor banks, with a rough growth of trees here and there, and but a dwelling or two in its whole course, which is of some four miles, few sounds accompany the music of its waters, save the sharp cries of the grouse, and the voice of the wind as it sings on its way through the long growth of heather.

Leyland/Coast, 1892