The search for Brigadoon

emotional trauma notwithstanding I tore myself away from the Black Hole of Horton for a gentle trip over the fells, moors and dales to hit Hawes. Despite appearances to the contrary I have been listening to advice, concerns about going a bit more gently. I had originally thought of Hawes as a place I’d glide through ca. lunchtime as a half-way point. However discretion being the greater part and all that I decided to have a ‘half day’ (er, make that two consecutive half days) to rest up, whether I felt like it or not. Bit boring this sitting around sort of resting …. could be out there eating up the miles ….

a cursory glance at the route I took via the Strava That Cannot Lie will show that once I got close I seemed determined to not get too much closer. The last what should have been 3 miles and 1 hour turned into 6 or 7 miles … so make that a ‘three quarter day’ then….

amd before you ask OCDJ now I’m in Hawes I will ask on behalf of you about her drawers.

tonight’s residential delight is a cross between the last two … ho hum …  having got here belatedly I’m sparing myself what I had thought I would be forced to do, i.e. do proper clothes washing (with soap), shave, rearrange my sock drawer…. something subliminal there …

Here’s what a dale looks like

Otherwise all good….. 16 miles today after all (due to the scenic route … I’d go to map-reading school but I’d only get lost going there)

milestone : over 600 miles cumulative

steps today: 32000

Stroll on ?