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... then up to our room. We then took our morning cabby's advice and headed for the carvery for a cheap and filling buffet roast looking straight out over the lake.
Yorkshire – a Poem
Your valleys are called dales
Your pubs serve fine ales
The weather is often dreary
But your people are cheery
Your meadows are green
And full English breakfasts keep us lean
We got away early as this was to be one of our longest days at 20km. There was more sunshine than any day so far, so it was t-shirts again, and we even put our sunnies on! More luscious blackberries awaited us demanding to be eaten, along with a few beautiful raspberries.
We crossed countless meadows, some very boggy, and followed the crystal clear Lune River through groves of alder and oak. When our boots got too muddy they would invariably be cleaned as we ...
Headed off later than hoped but reached Stratford-on-Avon around 1pm. Full of tourists. Lots of people enjoying the weather - overcast but warm. Found a beaut market and enjoyed looking around. Waited 50 minutes for toasted sandwiches that didn't come, so after waiting that length of time, followed Dave's lead and walked out. Ended up with a sausage in a roll from one of the market vendor's. Not a patch on Tasman sausages and HXUC market day bread! No time to see ...
... and earlier in the day, but we enjoyed visits to the lolly shop, loo and fruit shop (pears and cox pippin apples) before making our way to our accommodation about 3km out of town. Along the lane we were stopped by a woman on a quad bike who said some cows had got out. Lucky for us we weren’t in the lane a few minutes earlier or would have been in our own “running of ...
... dogs looked gorgeous in the back of the utes, patiently waiting to get going. Here we diverted from the official Dales Way, via a popular alternate section, climbing up to the top of the hill, then for a few hundred metres walked along what was a Roman road, also part of the Pennine Way. Then across wind-blown moors for an hour or so, feeling miles from anywhere. This ...