DAY 9 – 31th August 2020
Tan Hill to Middleton in Teesdale
18 miles 28.96km
9.20 am to 4.30pm
Not as boggy as we feared over Sleightholme Moor, it was certaily wet for almost all the way but it was not as deep and difficult to negotiate as areas earlier in the walk or even over the other side of the A66. I posted on the forum in the evening how it was nothing like we had been led to believe. Later in the walk we saw Charlie again, who we had met near Horton in Ribblesdale, apparently he went in to a bog here up to his chest.
God's Bridge, an amazing natural structure.
and an old lime kiln
Then more moor
We took a photo at what we thought might possibly have been the halfway point of the walk.
Coming down of Cotherstone Moor we were asked 'Are you Mike?' as someone was looking for him. We met the person doing the looking at the car park before Blackton Reservoir, he appeared to be asking anyone going in either direction if they had 'seen Mike'. Mike was in a group of 4 walking from Tan Hill and his friend had set out to meet him but had obviously arrived way too early. He had been waiting for hours. We had seen Mike earlier in the day a couple of times but had last seen the group at Gods Bridge.
Just after Blackton Reservoir we met a woman on a very skittish young horse she told us we would be fine to walk behind him. I decided not to risk it, stayed well out of the way and let her fight with him as he went sideways down the lane.
We had refreshments from the tiny tuck shop at Wythes Hill.
I knew before I started the walk that this would almost definitely be the last outing for my beloved old boots but they are so comfortable I couldn't contemplate getting new ones close to the start. Perhaps I should have thought about this months earlier but, of coure, I didn't. Now they were beginning to suffer, part of the front bumper (I think that is the right word) on my right boot had come off completely and the rest was barely hanging on. Any other day apart from bank holiday Monday we would have been able to get some glue from the hardwear shop in MinT.
We dined that night of slabs of wonderfully stodgy pizza in our very nice B&B. Mine was piled high with veg something I came to realise is severely lacking in much pub food.