— — a ruined nave open to the weather.
“On a bend of the Wharfe in the Yorkshire Dales, the ruined nave of a twelfth-century Augustinian priory stands roofless to the weather while the still-roofed eastern half holds Sunday services. People cross the river on the stepping stones, walk up to the Strid where the water funnels through a four-foot gap, and come back for tea at the Cavendish Pavilion.
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Bolton Abbey lies on the River Wharfe in the Yorkshire Dales, about six miles east of Skipton in North Yorkshire. The 30,000-acre estate is owned by the Duke of Devonshire and run as a working estate open to the public. The ruined priory, the still-used Priory Church of St Mary and St Cuthbert, the Cavendish Pavilion tea rooms, and roughly 80 miles of waymarked footpaths along the river make the core of the visit. Yorkshire Dales National Park borders the estate on three sides.
The priory was founded for Augustinian canons in 1154 on land granted by Lady Alice de Romille. Construction continued for almost four centuries. The nave was nearly complete and a new west tower had been begun when Henry VIII's dissolution in 1539 stopped work; the canons left, and the eastern arm was preserved as the parish church. The unroofed nave stands as it was abandoned, its tracery open to the sky. The stone is local Pennine sandstone, weathered grey by the Wharfedale weather over five hundred years.
The Wharfe runs east through the estate, broad and shallow at the priory crossing where about 57 stepping stones carry walkers over to the south bank. A mile upstream the river narrows into the Strid, a fissure in the gritstone where the full current pours through a gap a person could almost step across. The bank is undercut several feet underwater; people who slip in do not come out. Notice boards along the path through Strid Wood make the warning plain.