Slaggyford to Greenhead, 19 kilometres ( 12 miles)
When I was young I used to write little stories about a heroine called Marion who used to wander the moors in a blue hooded cape....
How wrong can you get?
Today we waded through moors and fields ankle deep in mud and water.
We didn't have to walk that far today but it was arduous.
My favourite kind of catwalk easing our approach to the stile over the fence.
The guidebook describes " the quagmire that is Blenkinsopp Common: this is without doubt the wettest and bogie st section of the whole Way; even after a 12-week drought you're still going to get wet across here.....
You should look for a stream to wash the mud of your boots, calves, thighs..."
No more complaining. The heather is out and it is beautiful, I have never been up amongst it before.
Coming up next are my favourite photos of the day...
We had a lovely sunny break at lunchtime and it was nice to get the boots off for a while.
I am loving my good high-cut leather boots and wool contoured socks.
They are labelled L and R and I wonder what would happen if I get it wrong?
Lovely big room tonight!