The Old Lodge

Address: The Lodge The LODGE Old Maltongate, Malton, North Yorkshire, England, YO17 7EG, United Kingdom | Hotel
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This hotel, located on The Lodge The LODGE Old Maltongate, Malton, is near The Ghost Hunt of York, Fairfax House, Theatre Royal, and Margaret Clitherow Shrine.
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          • Restaurant
          • Bar/lounge


          • Wireless internet connection in room (free)
          • Wireless internet connection in public areas
          • Reduced mobility rooms
          • Non-smoking rooms
          • Non-smoking hotel
          • High-speed internet in room
          • Wheelchair accessibility
          • Kitchenette
          • Free parking
          • Pets allowed
          • Family rooms


          • Suites


          • Room service

          TripAdvisor Reviews The Old Lodge Malton

          4.50 of 5 stars Outstanding

          Travel Blogs from Malton

          A flying visit to York

          A travel blog entry by sueknox on Oct 30, 2015

          3 comments, 30 photos

          ... heart of York. I've since been told (by Di in London) that the Viking Museum is a must visit - I'll do it next time Di!!

          Back to London by train, I chatted with a young mental health student nurse - her family is from *****ia and she's following her mother's footsteps into nursing, but has chosen mental health because of the prevalence around her of those with mental health issues - she wants to make a difference!! Good for ...

          Did you say you're 101???!!

          A travel blog entry by sueknox on Oct 30, 2015

          1 comment, 5 photos

          ... remembers that the mill was sold by the last of the Waltons to Joseph Carson in around 1920. He's not sure when the mill moved from the river into a warehouse - probably somewhere in the 1930s or 40s. He knows Byard's Lodge and Stockwell Lodge, but has not known that Waltons ever lived there and has never socialised with any Waltons except Ronald Walton, who was the same age as Dennis, went to the same school and played cricket ...

          On the Walton trail....

          A travel blog entry by sueknox on Oct 28, 2015

          1 comment, 21 photos

          ... 45 years
          ago. Denise really went out of her way to see if she could locate someone who might have a photo or be able to tell me about the house - she really was great!! Cathy's daughter, Michelle, came over and said how scared she was to come into the property - her friends would sneak over and steal apples from the tree, but not her!! There were stories about it being haunted - she wouldn't have a bar of it!! Denise contacted Peter in Leeds by phone, who was ...

          Heading North

          A travel blog entry by newtoa on Apr 12, 2015

          10 photos

          ... 540 feet long, 200 feet high) was begun in 1230 and completed in 1472. Originally built as a Catholic Church, it became Protestant under Edward VI. It boasts 128 stained glass windows and is under perpetual restoration. We enjoyed a delicious, traditional roast beef lunch complete with Yorkshire Pudding before wandering the city wall which still encircles York. Tim visited the National Railway Museum. We leave for Edinburgh ...

          Oh, England 1 or 'how to have fun'.

          A travel blog entry by rlsjhos on Aug 11, 2013

          6 photos

          ... So it's Fun City, Funland or Pleasureland? Lee was no help at all in my quest for fun. You know what she's like, always wanting to go to some museum, gallery, abbey or exhibit. So what's it to be? Largely because I was fully dressed (and I'm pretty sure that entry was dependant on not having a T-shirt on, having tats, fake or real and having a 'slapper'or my arm - again Lee was no use) I could only gaze with envy into the cavernous forecourts ...