The force is strong

this part of the world has many forces, the word being the local one for waterfall, cascade, weir, that sort of thing, The start of the walk was notable for two of them, grand enough to have locals flocking and parting with their hard-earned to see them. They are called Low Force and High Force and here they are

 

Bit of a tip for you, if you are in the area and want to go see then if you’re on the south, I.e, Pennine Way, side then you don’t have to pay.

i learnt yesterday that in the past year or so some bloke in a fatally mis-guided show of bravado threw himself in not realising how cold it is and how fast moving. Very soon ‘deid in the heid’ as some do say.

On a happier note and I guess consistent with it being Easter Monday which has something to do with a rising the sun did rise (it not doing so would be a story) but more importantly the clouds took a while to decide to also come out and even then seemed only vaguely bothered. So a rarity: a waterproof-free day. Joy further abounded when the very nice B&B owner offered to run my clothes through the White Goods part of the cottage… they were getting a little ‘rich’ and I was struggling to keep up with them. At this rate of good things happening Arsenal (the resistable force) might even get a point at Middlesborough (the movable object).

Not only did I get 100% at navigational school today but the route was very efficient, i.e. Mostly north with little of that east or west wasted movement. Being a LEJOGer as opposed to a PWer I’m allowing myself to miss out optional extras such as Cross Fell, something which seemed to generate a tut of disapproval from Grumpy Biddy #1 at breakfast. Yeah, eat my yet to be laundered hiking shorts old lady. ..

Miles today:19. Steps: 35,000 and milestone would that County Durham only lasted a day, now in Cumbria.

Stroll on