This area was the lead mining capital of the world apparently, and there are lots of mine entrances still visible (the shafts have been blocked) and the land near some of them is still denuded of vegetation years later from the poisons released during the mining process.
Those of you who know Phoebe may know of her Cow phobia (similar to her spider phobia!), anyway just after she has braved several largish examples along the road, I did a very impressive impression of an enraged cow thundering along the road - poor Pheebs nearly had a heart attack - and so did I from laughing!!
Pheebs, Joe and I arrived at Reeth about 3pm and various other walkers wandered in over the next couple of hours. Reeth seems a bit more touristy than some of the places we have been through (& is a bit larger) and has a few cute shops. One had a great range of stuff made locally - soaps, art, jewellery, jams etc - all nice quality - Pheebs bought a couple of pictures of typical Yorkshire countryside which she posted back home.
We had a great dinner at the Black Bull with all the walkers we have been meeting up with over the past week. The poor staff at the pub had to call in extra help to cope with us all.
Thursday 15th Day 10 walking
Another sunny day - wow - two in a row!!
Off we set over some great typical english countryside, till we saw a sign for Elaines - so in we go for the best raspberry jam on fruit scones! Much ooing and ahhing about the excellence of this jam - plus the generally lovely surroundings.
Then we spotted Elaines hubby with the weirdest animal possible - body of a pig, wool like a sheep, head like a cow - its a Texel (sp?) sheep and this one is a prizewinner - kind of so ugly he was handsome and had quite an attitude.
More walking through lovely fields and bits of forrest till our next meal break - bikkies, cheese and tomato overlooking the river. Joe improvised with three walking poles & my 'gorilla' to make a tripod for a group photo - is there nothing this man cannot build?
Raspberry jam + Scone + tea = 2 happy girls |
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