Weather: Cloudy/windy//sunny; Steps: 34,982 Distance: 14 miles; Time: 8h 30m; Calories out: 1051; Blisters: nil
Would you believe it, I plan a walk of 200 miles to avoid the royal wedding and on the day I'm staying in the only pub in England named the Queen Catherine. The BBC, ITV, Sky news etc were apparently all due but thankfully we were gone.
I enjoyed today's walk most of all we've done so far, probably because I love vast open spaces, and I am also feeling fitter than when we set off. We followed the Cleveland Way and the Lyke Wake walk all day across the heather covered north Yorkshire moor with great views to the north-east. Although at one point we were looking down on the clouds as they blew off the north sea. The moors were full of grouse, which seem rather stupid birds and fly quite slowly, which is probably why idiots can shoot them so easily.
Despite my views of the monarchy we did have our own 'street party'. I carried up a bottle of red wine to celebrate at midday at the highest point of the walk. I had a bit of difficulty getting the table cloth to stay on the trig point in the gales though, but the moment was captured on film.
We walked up to the Wainstones, huge chunks of sandstone. One bears the inscription 'RO 1712 WOOING JD'. It seems that this gave them their original name of the Swainstones, but the S has been dropped over time.
I spent a lot of today thinking about destiny. Probably because I'm reading Never let me go, by Kazuo Ishiguro. It's about cloned children who are bred for spare parts. They accept their destiny in a very matter of fact way that makes it almost plausible. Along the walk I've been very aware of all the animals that we keep for our own purposes. The lambs destined for mint sauce, the cows, who've had their calves taken from the them, so that we can have milk, and the grouse, purely bread for the 'fun' of killing. A rather sombre thought for what was an excellent day! But it made me think I'd like to try being vegan.
Oh yes, one more sombre thought, after miles of up and down hills I came across a bench late in the afternoon and sat down for a brief rest before the final few miles. I turned to read the dedication on it and it was in memory of 'Robbie' who died not far from the spot when doing the same walk!!