REVIEW | The Devonshire Fell – The Yorkshire Dales
Why I love the Devonshire Fell at Burnsall
Set in the most picturesque location in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales, The Devonshire Fell sits proudly overlooking Burnsall. This hotel offers the perfect retreat for a variety of occasions, be it an intimate weekend with the other half in one of Yorkshires Best Beds or a suite with the girls for a spa weekend. It is the perfect location for walks from the door and the perfect environment to look forwards to returning for a fantastically executed meal in the evening.
Worth getting a babysitter?
Si Si Si. A full overnighter and a full day before to explore the setting and an “I’m afraid we wont be rushing back Manana”
What to expect at The Devonshire Fell at Burnsall
Eclectic decor and boutique style, good value in turn for good quality and great service from the team. A perfect little and less formal sister to the Devonshire Arms Hotel at Bolton Abbey.
Value for money 8/10
With double rooms from £99 with a hearty Yorkshire breakfast included, The Devonshire Fell is great value for money and the location is priceless!
The Devonshire Fell at Burnsall
Following the stunning week, we had in February, with a false sense of security, Mr G and I pack our overnight bags and venture to Wharfedale for the night to stay in the iconic village of Burnsall at the Devonshire Fell Hotel. The 2003 film Calendar Girls chose this perfect location to depict an archetypal Yorkshire village for their summer fete, and that it is. Burnsall plays home to 2 tea rooms, the Red Lion Inn, Manor House B&B and sitting proudly on the hill, overlooking the village is The Devonshire Fell.
Originally built as a club for gentlemen mill owners, The Devonshire Fell was bought in 1998 by the Bolton Abbey Estate on behalf of the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire. Following a full refurbishment, heavily influenced by the Duchess herself, the Fell opened as a stunning boutique hotel. Her unique use of colour and style has given the hotel its unique trademark. The hotel has 16 individually designed en-suite bedrooms from Double rooms to Fell Suites.
Mr G has taken a much needed day off from the daily grind (it will be tough on the industry as he tells me it is he who keeps the wheels turning) so we arrive bright and early to take advantage of Wharfedale and squeeze in a little walk to Grassington and back. This is one of my favourite walks in the Yorkshire Dales because it’s flat. I like flat. He likes big hills. I also like sunshine but today that sadly is not on the agenda. Wind, biting wind, rain and freezing temperatures are in store so we wrap up in our gear and brave the 6 miles to Grassington and back.
What kept me going when my waterproofs were that no longer, was the prospect of returning to the Devonshire Arms Spa. We collected our passes from the hotel as a privilege of staying at the Fell is access to the Devonshire Arms at Bolton Abbey’s spa, the Fell’s sister hotel so drove down dale the few miles to relax.
Quicker than you could say boo to a goose, I was donning my beach ready bikini and taking my non-beach ready body into the pool for a few laps prior to sinking into the jacuzzi to use the heat and bubbles to thaw out.
The Devonshire Spa has a fitness studio, tennis courts and a thermal suite, NOTE- you must always wear your swimsuit in the sauna and steam room, much to Mr G’s disappointment.
The perfect environment for a Spa day with Mum, friends or the OH. Any treatments booked as a guest of the hotel receive a 20% discount. The treatment menu is heavenly using luxurious Temple Spa products, the day can be rounded off by champagne afternoon tea in the intimate Spa lounge with views over this plush green dale.
Feeling thoroughly relaxed and replenished, we head back to the Devonshire Fell hotel and check-in. We are greeted by David, the Restaurant Manager who escorts us to our room, one of his favourites, Linton. Considered a luxury double, our room not only has views of the fell from one side, we have a river and village view from the other. The huge windows flood this room with light even on a day like today. Fresh daffs only add to this and the homemade flapjack, get the bloody kettle on…..
The super king bed sits in the middle with the huge bespoke headboard that ties in perfectly with the fuschia pink and pastel green of the walls. Think Spring. The furniture is in keeping with the Hotel and complements the room.
The bathroom is modern and clean and a little lavish gift is provided with Temple Spa products and for a change, I am not allergic so will look forwards to blathering myself in La La Lagoon body wash and pray for a good hair day post shampoo and conditioner. Unlikely.
Fresh and fettled we head down for our dinner reservations. Aperitivo in the bar, we peruse the menu. G & T for us, good selection. Bright, vibrant and colourful place to sit for pre dinner drinks. We decide and order with David. Whist it was a difficult decision based on excellent choice, the four courses went down a jolly treat.
I started with homemade truffle and artichoke tortellini, earthy, nutty, warming, perfectly cooked. Mr G has pigeon salad with black pudding and a haggis bon bon. Owing to the fact I have washed and ironed his hankies for 18 years and I get food envy, he is willing to share.
The main course, I order pork belly, not a usual for me but served with bubble and squeak, black pudding, colcannon mash and tenderstem broccoli, I was in heaven. Decorated with a pork scratching, a Yorkshire lasses gold, the pork melted in the mouth, the bubble and squeak seasoned to perfection, the veg crunchy and nutritious and the black pudding of excellent quality. It was a magnificent main course. Mr G had cod fillet, oxtail stew and a side of seasonal vegetables. Again, what a combination. An excellently executed main course.
Our wine was my choice, much to his disappointment. I am not a qualified sommelier like he is so on this occasion I ordered what I liked rather than a wine to match each dish. There are plenty of wines served by the glass if you wish to do this and a good selection overall by the bottle.
We decided to share a dessert so that we could fit in a cheese board to finish. Chocolate parfait with a honeycomb crust and salted caramel sauce, heaven. Light indulgent, but not too rich.
A cheese board of an unpasteurised cheddar made on Bottom Camphill Farming Community for adults with learning disabilities, Cote Blue and Kirkhams Lancashire accompanied by a Taylors LBV. A perfect end to a truly exceptional meal
We sat softly in the lounge following dinner and finished our digestives and had a good old natter with David. Whilst he has only worked for the Fell since late last year, he seems to have excellent knowledge of the place and indeed the industry. Great personality, I asked him to thank Rob Harrison the chef. I was unsurprised to learn the Devonshire Fell now holds 2 AA Rosettes. Our food was one of the best-executed meals I have ever had the pleasure of. I have had a lot…
After a lovely conversation with David, we retire to one of Yorkshires Best Beds for a peaceful nights snooze. Or a food coma. Although, I could have watched DVDs all night given the selection in our room!
I am an early bird so pop down for some fresh milk for my Yorkshire brew and a paper. After a lazy morning, lounging in our giant fluffy robes, a power shower with lalagoon, we head down to breakfast in the restaurant. A buffet-style breakfast is an option with various toast, fresh fruit salad, yoghurts, cereals, pastries, cheese and meats. We sit in the dining room with a view over Burnsall to enjoy our breakfast. Full English for me and eggs, mushrooms and toms for Mr G. Again, excellent quality. Delicious. I sit softly again in the lounge with a coffee and paper just to digest all the food and people watch a bit.
This hotel brings a mix of people. Young families can enjoy the suites, Young couples, older couples, older couples with parents, this place seems to cater perfectly for everyone. The setting is perfect for walkers, cyclists, family get-togethers and I would not be devastated if Rob was cooking my wedding breakfast. The lounge opens up on to a terrace with a small seating area catching the last of the summer sun. Outside there is a small intimate area where a couple can enjoy a romantic glass of fizz in the afternoon. The orangery at the front of the hotel appears faultless for organised dinners for meetings, parties or crowds. It is bright and airy and boasts fantastic views.
So, if its Afternoon tea with the ladies or a night away with a loved one, I would come back to The Devonshire Fell in a heartbeat. Friendly, and not out of the way price wise, the ideal combination of quality and comfort.
Thank you for The Devonshire Fell, see you again very soon.
For more information visit www.devonshirefell.co.uk/
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