Day 15 – Clay Bank Top to Blakey Ridge

Start of Day
Start of Day – C2C as It is Supposed to Be – Overcast and Rainy

I would fail as a photo journalist.  Our B&B yesterday was very old and charming, but, since it was 3 miles off the route, they picked us up in the late afternoon and ran us back up to the trail in the morning.  So, I didn’t get a picture of it!  A loss.  Oh, well… some things in life you will just have a memory of and not a photo.

Today, the C2C was as it is advertised to be – cold, overcast, rainy and foggy.  We have had outstanding weather so far (in fact, abnormally good), but today gave us a taste of what probably more than 50% of everybody‘s walk across the country is like, a side-ways blowing wind, blasting hail-rain at about 50 mph into our side. It was pretty miserable.

I put a Sign Post in the Picture, Just to Give it a Focal Point
Joel in Fog
Before the Freezing Rain
No Views
There are Views out There Somewhere

But, it is a kind of weather which suits the moors well, a bit of gloom and mystery.  It was attractive in that way, but the attraction got old fast, once the hail hit – sideways.  Fortunately, the day was a relatively short walk of 9 miles on relatively flat trails.

Me and Burial Mound
Me Next to Another Ancient Burial Mound
Boundary Stone
These Old Standing Stones Marked Boundries Ages Ago – Abbeys and Feudal Estates
Boundary Stone with Face

Our guide book said that, after we saw a stone with a face carved into it, we were to start looking for a path  to left, which would take us to the Lion‘s Inn, a 17th century pub and inn.

Tarn in Fog
Tarn on the Moors in Fog
We Heard Today that Most of the Sheep in These Parts of England Belong to the English Heritage Foundation. They are Under Historical Protection!
Sheep and More Sheep

Not used to the normal bad weather of the trail, and spoiled by the great weather we have been having so far, we were looking hard for the Lion‘s Inn.  There, we could call our B&B, also miles off the trail, to pick us up.  We met fellow travelers, whom we meet time and again on the route, all of us moving in the same direction. The report is that the weather will improve tomorrow. It should also be relatively flat tomorrow, but a bit longer, 14 miles.  But, where was the Lion‘s Inn?  Suddenly, through the fog…!

(It is late evening and I am writing this in the pub of our B&B, the Feversham Inn, actually built as an inn in 1835.  There is quite a loud, funny, local crowd here. I can hardly understand a word that they are saying! They are telling jokes now.)

Lion‘s Inn
Suddenly, the Lion‘s Inn!

Author: Jeff

International banker, now turned painter, collector, blogger and hiker. Also, in the last few years, a leukemia survivor, which has been a life-changer for me in more ways than one! Follow my blog at

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