This was a surprisingly hard day. Perhaps it was the 2 full-on days before; perhaps it was the bogs!
It started with a quick shimmy through Kirkby Stephen until I found this lovely bridge.
The sign reminded me that this was almost half way!
I passed this place – unlucky bails!
Then it was a steep climb on tarmac road that skirted this quarry.
The weather was drizzly but the hills nearby showed signs of sun.
The road became a path and a long slow climb ensued.
Until eventually the nine standards came into view.
Soon after I came to the famous bog, which this last year has been improved by the laying of many stone flags dropped by helicopter.
This led to the Boundary stone between Cumbria and Yorkshire – the only two counties that the coast to coast path crosses through.
A few yards on and the flag stones stopped – I entered Bog city.
This was mile upon mile of bog. At one point I stepped on what I thought was safe ground but my entire leg dropped into the bog! Not fun. However I got off lightly as there are stories of people being buried up to their chest in bog, before the flag stones had been laid.
Eventually I reached a turning point and a proper path.
These are the grouse shooting locations.
I eventually reached the place where the various routes across this boggy madness come together. This land is so boggy that three different routes for three different times of the year are signed / mapped.
This ford was fun.
As I plodded on the farm at Ravenseat came into view.
But more importantly does fantastic cream teas.
Less bog more rocky paths.
I couldn’t fathom what this rope was for…
The farmer was tagging sheep using his dogs to round them up on the bridge as I passed.
It was a final big climb!
And this is the view from my room.
Stats for the day – 13.4 miles with 2618ft ascent up to a height of 2157ft.