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.
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