I had a memorable evening and overnight in the Lion inn. I arrived there, going towards the Lakes, in really thick fog and camped in the field next to the pub. Whilst I was having a meal and a pint, a male American commercial tomato grower, with a loud voice, was telling everyone around him about the trials and tribulations of the tomato industry in the USA. He was very entertaining, especially when he talked about how they choose which tomato type to use for ketchup. Everyone new about ketchup so we were all very attentive. I slept very well that night and in the morning it was still very foggy. I walked along the old railway route for miles and didn't see a thing or another person.