Friday, June 9, 2017

Farewell Yorkshire Dales National Park

Day 22 Walking, June 9
Keld Lodge, Keld to Fletcher House Kirkby Stephen 
11.8 miles.  I walked.  Took the one lane road. 
4.5 hours. 

"People travel to faraway places to watch, in fascination, the people they ignore at home."  Dagobert D. Runes

Could not get any weather forecasts this morning on the TV.  Every channel was only running the news about the British Election results.  

Very FRUSTRATING not to upload my photos to fit into the sequence of the days.  Trust I will be able to piece it together once back home. 

The other channels were all about selling products to clean the grout between tiles or exercise equipment (gimmicky things demonstrated by stick thin young people). 

At breakfast talked with the lady next to me. She is from Holland and is walking the Pennine Way.  21 days with extra days in Edinburgh before returning to her flat homeland.  

The two American couples were seated in front of me and all their talk was about whether they would take the high level route up by the lead mines, or the low route down by the river through the flowers, with many stile crossings.  

One of the ladies made the comment "we don't own out children, we just borrow them".

Last evening in the lounge one of the walker's son is a Sword Swallower and a Juggler. He can swallow 3 swords at once and 
Currently lives in Los Angeles.  

Climbed the narrow bare road up to the top of the moors.  Past the B&B where guests can stay in yurts.  Saw some of the gypsies with their caravans and old style wagons parked near a field.  The Appleby Horse fair in Cumbria begins this weekend.  It is a big deal and gypsies and other travelers come from not only all over Britain but Europe. Even here in Kirkby Stephen there were signs of it.  Lots more people on the streets and sidewalks, and numerous pairs of police walking among everyone.  When I was here two weeks ago, not one police officer was seen. 

The walk went fine.  I have taken to wearing two knee braces on the right leg.  

Considering taking a taxi part way tomorrow as it is a 20 mile day, and I think that might be too much.  Want to be able to walk as much as possible in the last days after tomorrow.  

"Life begins at the end of your comfort zone."  Neal Donald Walsch

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