Day 13 - The dismantled railway.

Daves B&B was indeed an excellent place - he drove all 8 guests to the pub for dinner which was quite good grub and cheap for a change - I had what is called a parmo, some sort of escalope thing covered in cheese.    

It was a thankfully easy day with just one evil mountain type thing to climb up but luckily it was right at the beginning. It ended up a bit trudgy as the view wasn't good as we we're right in the middle of the Moor which meant you couldn't see any views. In fact the only thing you could see was the occasional grouse sticking its head up from the gorse and emitting what sounds like a chuckle in your direction.

A bit later on the trail joined a dismantled railway which was used from 1850 - 1929 for moving quaried stone. It made for a very fast pace and we arrived at the Lion Inn at 12.30 - ridiculously early considering the place we were staying in just off the moor didnt open until six - what could we do stranded in a pub for 5 1/2 hours.

By the time we rolled down the hill (accompanied by Ray who had caught us up) we were a little bit tispy if truth be told - the only thing to be done was to carry on drinking. The Feversham Arms in Church Houses (Although I will now only refer to of as Church Mouses) is a wonderful little find - although the beds were comically narrow but given the smallness of the place not surprising.

Tomorrow is the penultimate day which is bad as it means its near the end of jollies but I think my feet are looking forward to it - also 15 days of different hotels and b&b's everyday can be oddly wearing.