Tuesday 10th July 2018
1.6 miles today. 598.10 miles total.
Hardraw Force was on my list of places to visit, and I’m writing this from the Green Dragon Inn. The oldest part was built in the 11th century, then updated in the 13th century.
I’d planned to pay my £5 to see the waterfall again, but the bus driver’s snort and reminder that there’s not much water around meant I’ve spent the cash on an expensive drink and will rely on my memories of my last visit, some decades past.
It was an early start from Milton Keynes to Carlisle on the commuter train, then back to holiday mode for the Carlisle to Settle railway to Garsdale with such beautiful views.
Then the Little White Bus back to Hawes. Their brake testing device made me smile and thank you to the driver for returning with my walking poles which I left on the bus.
This visit to Hawes was followed by a short easy walk
across the fields to Hardraw where I’m booked into the Bunkhouse.
It’s scenic and there are lots of people out enjoying the warm weather and the views.
One group of women cyclists were enjoying a break at Hardaw Tea Room and we found ourselves discussing JOGLE/LEJOG stuff. One of the women is planning a September JOGLE using Sustrans routes in preference to A roads. Her estimate of 10 days for the journey sounds hard-core to me. Here they are
I can see where my path goes for tomorrow’s walk over Shunner Fell and it doesn’t look gentle.
The other women in this bunkhouse are walking the Pennine Way in the opposite direction to me, so we have already pored over maps and shared current knowledge.
During my time back home the foot twinges were expertly cared for by Katie’s treatment and exercise advice and I think there has been as much healing as was possible in the available time. Now it’s down to me to be careful.
After several 1976ish summer days at home it is reassuring to see some cloud cover, albeit still high, but it provides some welcome occasional protection from the glare of the sun.
One of several smiles of the day was at Carlisle Railway Station where I noticed that the Virgin trains waiting space was decorated as a picnic area complete with artificial grass and picnic benches.
Another was this bird that missed the dinner given to the others because it was on top of a wall on the wrong side of the stream.
People remain generous and kind. Thank you to Pauline who stopped me in the street and gave me a donation for PCRF and to Katie for your support in keeping me putting one foot in front of the other on this challenge.
Hardraw Bunkhouse offers caving trips for the adventurous.
My biggest smile of the day was hearing that twelve boys and their coach were rescued from a cave in Thailand in circumstances that had already claimed the life of one of the rescuers.