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... have improved dramatically. Much of the way has been along paved paths, built we learnt with the flag stones from demolished cotton mills. Today's path was wide and sandy, joining the old dismantled Rosedale railway all the way to Blakey Ridge. There were loads of people on it. A community marathon had sweaty tattooed creatures passing us regularly, then there were the cyclists, other trekkers, weekend walkers and even a couple of trail bikes competing for the ...
... 2/3's along the stage we stopped at the busy Lord Stones Cafe and had cream teas. This place was a bit of a surprise in the middle of nowhere. It can be accessed from a narrow bitumen road so the tourist can get up there without burning a single kilojoule. Climbing up those hills afterwards with a belly full of scone and tea was hard work....it was!!!! The third and final climb took us through the Wain ...
With only a week to go I thought I'd try out our first blog entry! Just a boring entry about preparation. Anyway to ensure we can be self sufficient for at least 48 hours, as in the fridge, lights and water pump keep running without electric hookup. I replaced our faulty 105ah leisure battery with a larger 125ah one. After all no one should have warm beer on holiday.
... our booked time. The food was average and presented in a pond of gravy. I think the cook was trying to somehow tie in the farm yard theme we had had that day with the evening meal. Thoughtful but it didn't work. We decided to skip dessert and headed back to the B&B to watch the tennis. In the morning we started out in bright sunshine. This continued all day with a refreshing ...
... of barley on slippery clay paths, and in and around dozens of farms, farm gates, farm mud/dung. The smell of manure was overwhelming for much of the time. We arrived at the tiny village of Danby Wiske at 4.30pm. Although not the longest of walks we were glad to get there. Walking on roads made my heels sore. We left our smelly muddy boots at the door on some newspaper and made our way to our room to rest and shower before ...