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.
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.
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.
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.)