This is a big one after two days of 'rest'. Got up nice and early, after a restless night, and set off at 7.20am. Walked through Richmond, by the castle and climbed up to a little village called Colburn. Very small. Walked through a nice little forest path, until I came to a sign that said 'Warning, you are now entering a military area!' Ok. good job I wasn't wearing green, or could be mistaken for one of them, or camouflaged! Hoped it wasn't target shooting day! Well, didn't see anybody, no fit soldiers. Was a tad disappointed! lol
Now reached another landmark. Across the A1. Good job the path went under the bridge, or I would probably still be there trying to cross it!
From there walked into country fields, through Bolton-on-swale - thought I was nearly home at first glance! Feels like I have walked that far!
I could see the Cleveland Hills from Danby Wiske, where I decided to have lunch, but I had to cross half the Vale of Mobray first.
Most normal walkers stop at Danby for the night, after all it is 14 miles walked, but no not me! I had to go another 8 miles! And most of the walk to Danby is on road, which can be a killer for poor tired feet.
Still arrived and sat on the village green, with large tonic water, eating my packed lunch. Sun was hot, and to be honest, I could have sat there all day, but wasn't to be.
Ok. Had to move before legs went on strike, plod on. And that's what I did. Had a lot of roads, and farmland to get through. To be honest, I found this stretch very monotonous, mainly cos I couldn't see much. Think my little legs are getting shorter! Oh to be a little taller! All I could see was hedgerows and fields. And they went on forever. All fields look the same when you're my height! lol
The sun was very hot, so stopped for little breaks - even took my boots off for a while. Glad no-one was around, and I'm surprised they didn't walk off on their own, after the work they have been through! Knew I should have packed odour eaters!
The Hills were getting nearer. I think by then I had gone on auto with walking. Very hard day, very hot day and very tiring. One more farm to cut through before I played at trying to cross the very fast and dangerous A19. Just about had enough energy to run, which you had to do, or you would be squished! Imagine walking so far, then that happening! You'd never get your certificate then! lol.
Arrived at my den for the night, a lovely farm, with gardens to die for (no I am not crossing the A19 again!). Only trouble was it was away from the pub! But the nice man who works there offered to run me down. So quick shower, change of clothes and got my lift.
As I got out of his car, I was greeted by quite a few long separated friends, mainly cos at this part of the walk people take shorter days, stay at different towns or can't get B & B's close by, so you lose touch. You do get the odd wave now and again from a distant walker, but without my glasses I could be waving at the queen for all I know!
Most of us are shattered today. The heat for one and the road pounding for another, so some of us left the pub early. I had to walk back to the farm, another half mile....... may need to shorten my trousers when I get home!
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