Before we left Todmorden we had a wander around the town, the border between Lancashire and Yorkshire, until a reorganisation, passed right under the splendid Town Hall as does the infant River Calder. Statuary at the top of the Town Hall depicts the cotton spinning of Lancashire on the left and agriculture and industry on the Yorkshire side. There is a rich and varied mix of arcitechture in this wealthy town, plus a canal side Lidl store where we were able to refill the barrels with wine and beer.
We were joined by N.B. Convair and her crew as we continued down the ten locks to Hebden Bridge, the locks were evenly spaced out and our surroundings were still rural with the remaining old mill chimney dotting the landscape.
By the time we arrived in Hebden Bridge the shops had closed, but we wandered around the centre and spotted the old pack horse bridge crossing the River Hebden, which not surprisingly has given the town its name. The town is a mixture of old mills, now reincarnated as shops, dedicated to providing the visiting walker with their every need and distinctive weavers cottages, where wool was woven on hand looms. All traces of soot have been scrubbed from the stones and it all looks very smart. The town is also very green; The Alternative Technology Centre is based here by he canal side (www.alternativetechnology.org.uk) and apart from Boots and the Co-op every shop is privately owned.
We retired for the night determined to discover more of this town tomorrow.