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Published: August 20th 2019
When more and more moor is just right.
Despite the fact we were wet and the unbelievable fact that our accommodation gave us a packed lunch without a box drink or any fruit we have had a delightful day. Julie’s mood has improved so much she is now only swearing mildly at me and only intermittently wondering why she came along to walk the Pennine Way. During quite a cloud burst another walker proclaimed that ‘the weather is always better in the pub’ - if only I can get that attitude into Julie!
No really things are good here. More moor suits me although I think less moor would suit Julie better. But some of the scenery (and even the photos) more than compensate for the wet shoes, coat, pants and shirts we persevered with for a section of the walk today.
My pedometer didn’t work properly today but Julie has 3850 which translates to just over 26 km it in theory it shouldn’t be quite so high. Because so many of the steps are tiny (up or down quite steep gradients) the distance is closer to 22 km in reality. Doesn’t really matter though.
with a brief walk through a pine plantation which is always good y walkers because it’s so soft on the feet. The the inevitable climb up, up and up. But it was lovely. The escarpment was quite spectacular and the Crowden Beck (the valley) really beautiful. And then the moors and more moors and more moors. And then the rain and more rain and more rain. And moors and rain don’t mix. Already they are wet enough but there is no shelter at all there. We did eventually find a stone wall but we were wet and Julie got a little too uncomfortable and a little too cold.
Then down into Standegde, ring for an arranged taxi and driven to our BnB. It’s like being meet at the airport with one of those signs. So good. The company drives us back to the pick up point tomorrow. That’s why we pay the big bucks.
Just back from the pub. So wenhu ddoetmmm, sig. No just kidding. Couple of pints of cider (still generic big brands, no local tap) and an OK steak. Does any meal here come sans chips and peas? The pub and Diggle are quite charming.
Small, local and friendly it has much going for it. But tomorrow we go from it. We have about 27 km to traverse we significantly more descent than ascent which means fewer find Julie photos as she walks downhill faster than I do. We move into Yorkshire proper which means thicker accents and more Yorkshire puddings. Both OK by me.
And for those hanging out for quiz time.
What is the glorious twelfth? No you know whating. Just have a think about where we are and...
Send any possible solutions in through the comments section of the blog or though other electronic means of which I have no inkling.
There are 30 photos attached to this blog. You should be able to access them somehow.
Ciao for now.
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