Oh boy… Neither of us had slept that well. We were staying in a pub in Horton, and the room was too hot… So we had the window open, and we were woken by drunken Herbert’s causing noise, and also it seemed every day in the building couldn’t close, it had to be slammed shut.

We had breakfast, and could see the horrible weather outside :-(. We left around 10am, the rain had eased off a little, and we set off on the 3.5 miles up Pen-Y-Ghent. The climb wasn’t too bad, but the mist meant we couldn’t see much in front of us,  and when we got to the top we had no view, other than the mist.

We started our descent, which was a bit steep in places, as the wind and rain started again. The rain was hammering down on us. We worked along paths surrounded by what we thought would be lovely scenery if only we could see it. The ground was soggy, and our boots got very soggy in turn. We soldiered on, but our spirits were low, we knew the day would just be a soggy trudge.

At some point mid afternoon, the rain eased off, and finally reached Malham Tarn… A lovely lake area. We then worked our way to Malham cove… The mist had cleared so we could appreciate the fantastic stone, such as the ‘limestone pavement’. Tricia had wanted to see this for a while so she enjoyed it, and at least we got something out of the day.

We walked into Malham, and into our lovely B&B (River House)… Boots into the boiler room to dry off, and then a flop down and a cup of tea. We were both tired after a hard day walking into a headwind most of the day. Only 14.5 miles, but it was quite enough thank you. We ate in the pub next door, which featured an award winning pie… Which Tricia had, and commended. I just had the chicken.

A FaceTime conversation with Ellie in the evening to catch up. Only 10 miles tomorrow. Good.