Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Day 18: Blakey Ridge to Glaisdale

A very short and easy day today, walking over the moors to Gaisdale. 

We left the Lion Inn around 9 AM after a leisurely and jolly breakfast with Steve and Anne, as well as Todd from Chicago.


The Lion Inn

The Lion in, as seen from Danby High Moor
The moor was full of red grouse, calling out with their weird part chicken, part Loon cries, startling us with their noisy sudden flight when we startled them, otherwise hiding in the heather or strutting about like chickens.


Peter approaching Trough House, a shooting lodge for some...



....an ideal place to pee for us (even had a bench on which to park our gear while peeing).


We ran into sheep who were scurrying down the path, running from the shepherd and herd dog who were gathering them in from the moor.


Black-faced Yorkshire sheep mother and child
 Another mother and child


 Scurrying to avoid the dog atop the moor; the pasturelands awaiting them below.
 On their way.
The day was fine with a strong wind at our back, about 60 degrees F.  and a mix of sun and clouds. Unfortunately, the brightness of the sky made it hard to capture both the subtle brownness of the moor and the intense greenness of the valley below.



 Glacial moguls standing between moorland grazing land above and valley fields and farms below

 Peter looking out toward the North Sea, but not really being able to make it out

 Heather, beginning to bloom

The bright sky makes the moor look even more foreboding than it actually appears to be.



 The farm road was flat, but the stones in it made for a bit of a hard walk.

Therese found a great use for one of the many Grouse Butts (the blinds from which grouse hunters shoot. No butt jokes, please!)

More sheep:






Nearly in Glaisdale... a local family of day hikers on their way up the moor



 Looking down into the village, as we descend the last bits of the moor


We arrived in the charming little village of Glaisdale (just off the moor) at about 1:30 PM.

 The Richardson Institute
 The Wesleyan Church (with a Wesleyan graduate and former faculty member in front of it :)

 An inviting butcher shop window

We found Steve and Ann just settling into coffee and light fare at the Arnecliff pub. We joined them before walking on a bit to our B&B, the Beggar's Bridge. They're going on to the next town, Grosmont, so as to be closer to Robin Hood's Bay, where they'll conclude their c2c walk to tomorrow (a 20+ mile day). We're splitting that walk into 2 days: a relatively short (8 mi) walk tomorrow to Littlebeck, and then concuding our c2c walk to Robin Hood's Bay with a 12 mile walk the next day (Sept 30, the end of the season for the bag carrying companies, like Pack Horse and Sherpa.



Mates!

The slowest walkers on the c2c and proud of it!

Goodbye until 2018 in Melbourne!


Peter standing on the Beggar's Bridge












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