I am writing this sitting in a pub sipping a pint of Black Sheep bitter the village is Reeth in The Yorkshire Dales in the heart of James Herriot country,it is quite beautiful countryside. Unfortunately my knee pulled all the muscles,sinews,and other body parts off the project and the left leg has gone on strike. On Day 7 after icing the knee I set out full of energy only to find I literally couldn't walk so after making a couple of phone calls a taxi came and picked me up and drove me to our next stop which is Kirkby Stephens. According to the Aussie Physio I have a cartilage tear.
Whilst waiting for the taxi we came across the UK's smallest school a tiny one up one down stone building now a little museum. The photo below is of a family of swallows attending the Maths Class.
Luckily for me I was snug in my little pub room as the heavens opened and it bucket end down with rain all day. The others who of course didn't get a taxi ride walked through it,Judy said the Moors just went on and on and on... I felt fortunate but at the same time a little disappointed.
Day 8
Well this is the last day for Judy in fact she has finished and Peter is coming to pick her up.
My knee is still impossible so they have very kindly offered to drive me to Keld which is some 23k away. Barry set off on the company of the 2 Aussies whom he later said travel at the speed of light.
Peter arrived at ten and we went to the Saddle of Mutton for a cup of coffee and then stopped to catch the sight of a steam train whizzing past through Kirkby Stephens station. There was an eager 60 year old man keenly awaiting its passing with Nikon at the ready,he was quivering with excitement,alas, after it has zoomed past at quite a terrific speed his disappointment was palpable .... The steam engine
was a Goods train engine and this was a Passenger train. I thought it was great and the smell of the smoke transported me back to my early school days.
We then stopped in a lovely little pub and had a traditional Sunday lunch of Roast Beef and homemade Yorkshire Pudding.we then drove to Keld Lodge in a tiny hamlet of Keld a most picturesque part of West Yorkshire,we passed over the Cumbrian border shortly before Keld.
Barry arrived shortly afterwards and said it had been exceptionally boggy and he had seen one guy plunge up to his upper thigh in mud.
The Keld Lodge is a splendid place and the only licensed premises in this tiny hamlet. We are in Yorkshire (just) and in the beginning of the Yorkshire Dales which is of course James Herriot country.The next day I took a local bus to Reeth and arrived there at about noon. We are staying at the Kings Arms which is located opposite the village Green. Reeth used to exist to support the local
lead mines but since they closed down tourism has taken over as the main supplier of employment.
Keld is the halfway mark of the Coast to Coast so only 150 k to go. It should be easier from now on as it will be flatter than the Lake District which is difficult walking conditions especially if wet..so tomorrow I am going to try my hand,or knee, at the next leg which wil take us to Richmond where we have a scheduled Rest Day.
There are many people walking the Coast to Coast from all over the world so far we have met Americans,Dutch,Aussies, Kiwis, Canadians and lots of English from all over the country. Barry is a big hit and very popular due to his map reading skills and his apparent encyclopaedic knowledge of English history,easily recognisable he is hailed far and wide!!
Whilst waiting for the taxi we came across the UK's smallest school a tiny one up one down stone building now a little museum. The photo below is of a family of swallows attending the Maths Class.
Luckily for me I was snug in my little pub room as the heavens opened and it bucket end down with rain all day. The others who of course didn't get a taxi ride walked through it,Judy said the Moors just went on and on and on... I felt fortunate but at the same time a little disappointed.
Day 8
Well this is the last day for Judy in fact she has finished and Peter is coming to pick her up.
My knee is still impossible so they have very kindly offered to drive me to Keld which is some 23k away. Barry set off on the company of the 2 Aussies whom he later said travel at the speed of light.
Peter arrived at ten and we went to the Saddle of Mutton for a cup of coffee and then stopped to catch the sight of a steam train whizzing past through Kirkby Stephens station. There was an eager 60 year old man keenly awaiting its passing with Nikon at the ready,he was quivering with excitement,alas, after it has zoomed past at quite a terrific speed his disappointment was palpable .... The steam engine
was a Goods train engine and this was a Passenger train. I thought it was great and the smell of the smoke transported me back to my early school days.
We then stopped in a lovely little pub and had a traditional Sunday lunch of Roast Beef and homemade Yorkshire Pudding.we then drove to Keld Lodge in a tiny hamlet of Keld a most picturesque part of West Yorkshire,we passed over the Cumbrian border shortly before Keld.
Barry arrived shortly afterwards and said it had been exceptionally boggy and he had seen one guy plunge up to his upper thigh in mud.
The Keld Lodge is a splendid place and the only licensed premises in this tiny hamlet. We are in Yorkshire (just) and in the beginning of the Yorkshire Dales which is of course James Herriot country.The next day I took a local bus to Reeth and arrived there at about noon. We are staying at the Kings Arms which is located opposite the village Green. Reeth used to exist to support the local
lead mines but since they closed down tourism has taken over as the main supplier of employment.
Keld is the halfway mark of the Coast to Coast so only 150 k to go. It should be easier from now on as it will be flatter than the Lake District which is difficult walking conditions especially if wet..so tomorrow I am going to try my hand,or knee, at the next leg which wil take us to Richmond where we have a scheduled Rest Day.
There are many people walking the Coast to Coast from all over the world so far we have met Americans,Dutch,Aussies, Kiwis, Canadians and lots of English from all over the country. Barry is a big hit and very popular due to his map reading skills and his apparent encyclopaedic knowledge of English history,easily recognisable he is hailed far and wide!!
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Little munchkin swallows!!
Jane in Spain has also many under the roof they cute.
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