The Curious Incident at Robin Hood's Grave...

After a lovely breakfast at the New Ing Lodge in Shap. We had an exciting start looking out for Eddie Stobart Trucks on the M6. Then on to some wonderful Moorland "Oh Heathcliff!"

I was suffering a little with some blisters, so wasn't really on the ball, which was to my detriment, as I twisted my foot coming down into the valley of Robin Hood's Grave (sadly not his grave, just a pile of stones). So we made a decision to head straight to Orton - with me staggering and cursing, a lot.

Once we got to Orton (what seemed like hours later) we stopped by the chocolate factory and had an amazing ice cream. At this point, I bowed out and took a taxi  to Kirkby Stephen. Urs and Tim carried on...

And on, and on.... Over Ravenstonedale Moor "Oh Cathy!".  Fine views of a beautiful viaduct of the Settle to Carlisle railway then up the five frustratingly false summits of Limekiln Hill (what even is a Lime Kiln?), under lots of tunnels and after what seemed like a 100 miles we finally rendezvous'd at the Black Bull in Kirkby Stephen for an emergency hot bath and Whisky!

Oh how our feet hurt.....!!!!!!!