A Ramble

EshtonYorkshireWith bedroom temperatures topping 30c, today was a hot one. Walked into Gargrave thinking we might find some foody shops, finding none we ventured into the Co-op.

I looked down at my worn out Converse and then up at Nick: trainers, rucksack,Flasby litre of water, sandwiches, milk for Murk, iPad (maps saved to photos), iPhone and BULLET proof sun glasses… set for a serious ramble. To be fair we needed all that technology and could have done with a Yorkshire Dalesgood old-fashioned Ordnance Survey too. Thinking we werelost in Yorkshire Dales headed up onto Flasby Fell we followed the route, around three miles in we agreed the walk was misleadingly named and a few miles after that, figured the route planner had lost the will to live midway through – throwing in vague instructions like zig zig, turn back on yourself, cross a ‘few’ fields….we were lost.

Four hours later, having enjoyed feeling quite lost we finished the walk wiLeeds and Liverpoolth a homemade ending and were back at the boat. Far lusher than moorland, The Dales are precisionYorkshire Dales farmed, every stone wall still does a job, the farms are immaculately kept and the hay meadows are beautiful.

We moved one lock on for a view upgrade, a less wonky boat and better barbecue position. The barbecue was a bit of a non starter, keeping the charcoal in the gas hatch isn’t such a good idea over the Leeds and Liverpool where water frequently cascades over the front of a 60ft boat.Yorkshire Dales