Kirby to Keld a non eventful day, but a great night at Butt House in the company of the wonderful Taylor family who were doing the Pennine Way. Turns out they were both from Bakewell/Sheffield - small world.
Keld to Reeth, it rained all day necessitating the purchase of some new waterproofs, and spurning the leaky tent in favour of The Buck Inn. They felt really bad when dad went down to pay for the camp site (which the man refused), to find that he had reserved us a caravan - you meet some really nice people doing this walking thing.
Reeth to Richmond, again a quiet day, but beautiful weather, and a surprise when we turned up at the farm to camp and we knew the owner from way back when - small world. Also the lady from day1 who was terrified of dogs turned up - still was!
Richmond to Danby Wiske, quiet day, good night camping in the beer garden of the pub. They were VERY happy.
Danby Wiske to Osmotherley, another quiet day, another good night at The Three Tuns, where we had our own self-contained flat for the night ....... with a washing machine and a very happy mummy!!
Osmotherley to Chop Gate, up and down, up and down, German cuisine, um!? Dad allergic to mushrooms had a carbonara full of them. Mum swapped.
Chop Gate to Grosmont, home of the North Yorkshire Steam Railway, terrifying experience with great big machines making horrible noises and breathing fire - dad was happy though
Grosmont to Robin Hoods Bay, and at long last, mum was able to part company with the boulder she'd been carrying since she picked it up on the beach at St Bees.
A great experience and a good learning exercise - it's the first time they've camped on a walking trip so many lessons learnt.
From now it's time to concentrate on the real matter in hand LEJOG
Keep spreading the word
M
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