A Yurt Undressed
Was fly fishing the upper bends of the Cavendish Pavilion fields on the Wharfe at Bolton Abbey on Friday under the shadow of this beautiful Yorkshire Yurt set up for a Saturday wedding. It must have been a lucky omen because I caught and released 11 trout that day which was a PB.
Today as the Yurt was being undressed the mystery of what was holding it all up was gone and she looked like Anna from The King and I stripped down to her corset and farthingale.
Where did that come from?