A warm, welcome awaits you at The Barbon Inn - a family run, traditional 17th century Coaching Inn. The Barbon Inn and Restaurant near Kirkby Lonsdale has been around since the 1650s and started life as a farmhouse. Situated in the peaceful and tranquil village of Barbon, this country inn offers old world elegance in its accommodation restaurant and pub. The Barbon serves traditional English cuisine with a modern twist. Specialty dishes using local produce with choices like confit duck leg served with dauphinoise potatoes, sautÃÂÃÂ©ed leeks and a rich blackberry sauce; menu choices change with the seasons. The inn has an excellent wine list which has been a labour of love for one of the owners, and she will help you select from the connoisseurs list. The Barbon Inn has 10 bedrooms one with a four-poster bed. It's located halfway between the Lake District National Park and the Yorkshire Dales National Park which makes it the perfect base for exploring both. The pastoral feel is added to by a local racetrack that holds the Barbon Hill Climb. This spring my sister and I decided to open up the fires and burn logs; this creates an atmosphere that only real log fires give and this is only possible because of the commitment of my brother-in-law Peter; who works endlessly chopping logs and kindling. Logs Poem LOGS Oaken logs if dry and old Keep away the winters cold. Beechwood fires burn bright and clear If the logs are kept a year. Birch and fir logs burn too fast Blaze up bright but do not last. But, Ash wood wet, or Ash wood dry; A King to warm his slippers by. Elm wood burns like graveyard mould Even the very flames are cold! Poplar gives a bitter smoke, Fills your eyes and makes you choke! Chestnut's only good they say If for years it's stored away. But Ash wood green or Ash wood brown Is fit for a Queen with a golden crown. Apple wood will scent the room; Pear wood smells as flowers in bloom. It is by the Irish said, Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread. But Ash logs, all smooth and grey, Burn them green or old; Buy up all that come your way, They're worth their weight in gold.