Distance Walked: 18.9km, Time Taken: 5h 45m, # Beers: 1 Malfy Blood Orange Gin & Tonic
We had proper English weather today. That is, when it wasn't raining it was drizzling. We made good time at least as it was too cold and wet to stop for many photo opportunities or other frivolities. Which was a shame as there were a couple of really good views I would have liked to have photographed. However, we did take advantage of a patch of light drizzle to have lunch in the lee of a wall. If it had just been me I would have walked as I ate. Goretex can only do so much so I was damp through by lunchtime. I was warm enough when I was walking but got very cold when we stopped. I didn't feel like I could complain though. Aaron walked 15km with us today. I was just cold and wet and miserable. He was in pain and he didn't complain. Annoying sod.
Today was easier terrain underfoot than in the Lake District. None of those horrid paths made up of slippery stones. Instead, we had wet grass, mud and sheep shit and all possible combinations of those three. Fun. Tomorrow's forecast is for much of the same only with a lot more mud.
Richie, the Head Badger van man, met us about 4km from the end where our path crossed a road. Tim, our kindly support van man from last week, had always walked along the path towards us when he met up with us. Richie stayed (sensibly) in the warm, dry van. We amused ourselves by pointing our all the ways he doesn't take as good care of us as Tim did. I'm not sure if we are improving or fatally destroying Tim's future employment possibilities.
We are in the same hotel tonight as last night. When we got back, we shed our wet, muddy boots by the fire and begged (successfully) for the radiators in our rooms and bathrooms to be turned on. We got 2 hours of heat, so all our gear might get dry enough to wear again tomorrow.
Yesterday we all had a Sunday roast for dinner. For lunch we had sandwiches with leftover roast beef and very good they were. For dinner tonight I had the best steak & ale pie of my holiday so far. You Could definitely Eat It. It was a proper pie, not a casserole dish of stew with a puff pastry lid. What would have made it Not Bad would be if they'd used a suet crust pastry rather than one made with butter.
I've introduced the group to my food rating scale. They haven't really grasped its meaning and have insisted on adding a higher rating of Really Yummy to the top of the scale.
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