After non-stop rain yesterday we had a rain free day today.
Cool, windy and heavy clouds but no rain.
Lots of hills, more moors and plenty of mud.
We spent a lovely cosy night in Hebden Bridge.
(African drum practise 7 - 9.30 every Thursday)
We are coming back here on a canal boat holiday one day.
It's a lovely place which has done an amazing job recovering from devastating floods on Boxing Day.
Then it was onward and upward.
It rained pretty much all day but don't fret we have all the gear.
And you know what they say:
No such thing as bad weather just inappropriate clothing.
Up on the moors (Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights country) is beautiful.
Shh. Can you ear the silence?
Now it's the pub for dinner
and off to bed.
I am so cross having to do with out the Internet for a day.
I would be so cross if I lived in Standedge:
they have NO internet.
So no post yesterday.
Is this the 21st century?
I should have composed the post anyway but I didn't so all those brilliant thoughts I composed in my head while walking have disappeared forever.
That's the mountain climber blazing the trail.
A an you read that?
It says "framing the landscape, many people look but only a few see."
My very welcome bed after walking 22 kilometres on my way to Scotland.
And . They're . Off.
We've had it all today:
Hills, stairs, peat bogs, rain, sunshine, descents.....
Look a quilt pattern!
Needing a rest.
Two things to note here.
Last year I described the degree of difficulty negotiating peat bogs in the Lakes District.
They've sorted it in the Peak District.
And here comes the weather!
So that is day 1 of the big adventure
I can't tell you pleased I am to see this.
Well we're here
at the official start of the Pennine Way.
I quite understand if you want to tune out for a while.
This is going to get rugged.
One of the things I wished I did more of last time was to have more pictures of where we stayed,
so once I am at home I have a better recollection of each place.
You have been warned:
expect to see my bed, my meals, the pubs....
as well as the cute villages
and magnificent scenery.....
Just when things started so well I learn that we have left the charging plug
for all these devices still plugged in in London! S**t!
Big thanks to Alan from the local camping ground (where we are not staying)
who has just sourced one in Manchester and driven me there and back to get it!
The kindness of strangers.
As international travel would have it we were awake at the crack of dawn
so set out from our apartment taking
advantage of the cool and took a walk along Regent's Canal Towpath.
This first portion, near Kingscross Station, is made of of temporary floating pontoons.
They gave a weird floaty, bouncy feeling and seemed like they could tip over when we both on the same side.
Here are some highlights:
an apartment building that looked like a ship
a better idea of the path,
lovely back gardens,
an old lock cottage,
and a snack after our walk.