Miles today: 14.29
Total mileage: 204.69
Today was one of the few days that didn't start with a climb uphill. We were already at a high elevation. We're only a few miles fom the sea, but still have over 30 miles to walk. As we've learned, Wainwright never took the direct route when a diversion of a few miles might have a view of something interesting. Sadly, today our views were once again obscured by fog. It felt like we were walking in a tunnel.
One good thing is that we're heading back into civilization. It was three days ago in Osmotherley that we last saw a shop of any kind. Jim came down with a cold and our goal today is to get to Grosmont before the Village Co-op closes so he can get some medication.
As we got lower, the fog lifted a bit but we had missed our chance to view the sea. Here, just more farms and sheep.
When we got to the village of Glaisdale, we came to the River Esk. There is a charming bridge called the Beggar's Bridge. The story goes that a poor man was trying to cross the river to see his sweetheart but the river was flooded and he couldn't cross. He missed his opportunity, went away, made his fortune and came back to marry the girl. He then built the bridge so a flooded river wouldn't stop anyone else's chance for love.
Tomorrow will be our last day of walking. I'm not sure my knees could take much more. It's hard to believe it will be over but it seems like we've been walking a LONG time!
Awwwwww....what a schweet love story!! (--the bridge; not Jim's cold)
ReplyDeleteThat Is a Sweet story about the bridge, and your picture is postcard or calendar worthy! So is the one above it with the sheep!
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