
If you are tough, go into this country. If you are not, survey it from the few roads that thread it. Visit it in August when the leagues of ling are in full glory, visit it also in the depth of winter with a north-easterly gale blowing in from the sea.
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A great acreage of the North Riding is not tamed country, and to know its wildness you yourself have to be a rather wild person – wild enough and tough enough to match and master this wild, tough country.
Harland/North Riding, 1951
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