Well yesterday Jo, Imo and I clocked up 21 brave miles across the moors...most of them in slattering rain! I found out my waterproof trousers leaked...rather nasty! We all kept stiff upper lips and squelched on. We were happy to find a warm farmhouse that served delicious cappucinos and hot crumpets and tea cakes. After many wet and tiresome miles....finally the sun came out and the scenery was resplendant and beautiful. The last 3 miles on a tarmac road into Kirby Stephen were gruelling....the only way I made it was to listen to my ipod and find a rhythm and keep on marching....arriving was blissful. Kirby Stephen was a lovely little town and we found an Indian restaurant and chowed down.
Today we made it across rolling moors past the nine standards( a group of ancient cairns) trolling through thick bogs...trying to avoid falling in up to our necks.....past the grouse buts(where Prince Charles likes to go with his friends and shoot innocent birds who can't fly, past a black hut where apparently royal butlers serve lunch for the hunting party on silver platters......passing by a remote farmhouse with a lovely farmers wife who served us a devonshire cream tea right at 4pm. It was a shorter walk(thankfully) today and we rolled into keld at 5.30pm in record time and have had a restful evening.
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what a totally amazing adventure - I hope you're taking lots of photos Vidya! thanks for writing.
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