I do like a bit of Wensleydale, Gromit.

Two more days of hiking to go…  One thing I’ll miss is the ready access to Wensleydale.  It’s in sandwiches (often with pickle, which really means a sort of chutney relish), it’s in cheese pies, it’s everywhere, as plentiful as Cheddar!  And it is delicious.  Definitely worth running an errand to the moon to resupply.

Tonight we’re in the most secluded of all our stops, the Lion Inn on Blakey Ridge in the middle of the North York Moors.  It reminds me a bit of the White Mountain AMC huts back home, in so much as it’s a big lodge unexpectedly encountered above tree line after 13 miles of hiking.  The main differences are the auto road leading to this one, the beers on tap, electricity and WiFi, oh, and the bath tubs!  C2C wins on all counts.

Tomorrow is especially exciting because for our penultimate (again 13+ mile) hike we’ll meet Pebble Emeritus, Laura, in Grosmont for the final stretch!  I can’t wait.

(Photo courtesy of Senses in the Kitchen blog.)

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