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The Peacock
Hand-built hut with a copper splashback, velvet cushions, and skylight showers of stars.

North Yorkshire · Working farm · Est. 1842
IMG / Hero · Smoke from chimney · Golden hour
Trade screens for skylines. Three nights on a real Yorkshire farm — yours to wake to.
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Three corners of the farm — each with its own view, tub or deck, and the same slow morning light.
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Hand-built hut with a copper splashback, velvet cushions, and skylight showers of stars.
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Canvas, cedar floors, and a wide deck for coffee at dawn — safari calm without leaving Yorkshire.
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Compact hut with a tucked-away reading nook — built for novels, naps, and nettle tea.
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We booked The Peacock for our anniversary and the hot tub under the stars sealed it. Quiet fields, proper dark skies, and the breakfast hamper was unreal — still talking about the sourdough.
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Authentic working farm without the tourist trap feel. We watched lambs in the next field most mornings, then retreated to the deck with coffee. Fox tent felt private even though we could see the valley.

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The Hare is smaller but every inch is considered. The reading nook was my sanctuary after muddy walks; ensuite shower pressure ten out of ten. Will return in spring for lambing.
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Wood-fired tub took a little tending but worth it — steam rising while the sun dropped behind the hill. Farm breakfast alone would bring us back; the bacon tasted like it had a story.
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Finally a glamping spot that feels grown-up. Linen, copper details, and nothing staged. Hosts were helpful without hovering. We left calmer than we arrived — rare for a city couple.
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Peacock hut was romantic but practical — stove easy to run, hot tub water crystal clear. Kids (teens) loved the honesty shop walk and the sheep chatter at dusk. Booking again for mum’s birthday.
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Fox safari tent without roughing it — king bed, proper ensuite, deck for sunrise yoga. A fox actually crossed the meadow at dawn; we nearly missed checkout staring at the mist.
The land, the table, and the rhythm of the year — everything that makes Hollowfield more than a night away.

0.2 KM FROM HUT
Leave the gate and take the old ridge line north where dry-stone walls frame the valley. In clear light, the route opens to layered views across the Vales and a long quiet return through hedgerow shade.
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3.4 KM FROM HUT
A classic post-walk stop with seasonal plates, local ales, and a dining room that feels settled and unhurried. Book early for weekend evenings, then stroll back under dark-sky lanes to the farm.
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ON SITE
During lambing season, mornings begin with soft calls from the lower pasture and slow farm rounds before breakfast. Guests can watch from marked fence lines, guided by timings that keep the flock calm.
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1.1 KM FROM HUT
A shaded mile through oak and bluebells when May is kind — muddy boots welcome back at the hut.
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DELIVERED TO STAY
Eggs from our hens, sourdough, and whatever the hedgerow is offering — left on your deck by arrangement.
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0.4 KM FROM HUT
Summer evenings when the meadow hums — bring a blanket; we’ll point you to the quietest corner.
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0.5 KM FROM HUT
Twenty minutes out and back before supper — barn owls and the first stars over the ridge.
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2.0 KM FROM HUT
Seasonal veg and jars from neighbours — cash in the tin, trust on the honor system.
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ON SITE
Winter strips the leaves back — darker skies, stove ticking, and the smell of woodsmoke on the wind.
DARK-SKY TIPS →What the farm is doing right now — and what's coming next.
Spring
Lambing & bluebell woods
Lambs on the grass, carpets of bluebells, and mornings that smell like rain and soil.
Summer
Wildflower meadows & pizza nights
Long light, hay in the barn, and the occasional wood-fired pizza when the weather plays fair.
Autumn
Harvest moon & golden trails
Bronze bracken, hedgerow fruit, and walks that crunch underfoot all the way to the pub.
Winter
Star-gazing & wood-smoke Sundays
Quiet fields, early dark, and the stove doing the heavy lifting while you watch for Orion.
A guide for the weary
Guests often overpack for glamping. Here’s what we already set up — and what’s worth slipping into your bag.
The land
Each stay sits in its own corner of the farm. Tap a marker to see how far you’ll roam.
