This was the day we had been dreading. 23 miles across the Vale of Mowbray. After passing through the Lakes, Pennines, then the Yorkshire Dales, we thought the Vale would seem featureless. Not that there is anything wrong in walking through farmland. It's just it would not have any of the dramatic scenery of the previous 120 miles.
In hindsight we should have taken more time over this section for a couple of reasons. This section of the walk should be viewed as a time to recuperate and relax before the final push across the North Yorkshire Moors. Also 23 miles was a long way. I thought at this stage on the walk we would be able to cope but I didn't factor in the tiredness that was building up. It may have been better to shorten the day as many of the Coast to Coasters we met were doing.
Anyway I personally found the field sections difficult due to the muddy paths. We were slipping along rarther than walking. Subsequently Nicky found a nice bed of nettles to lay in and the old man, fighting some nettles, also landed firmly on his arse. Much to everyone's amusement.
We left Richmond at 8:00am in pouring rain that didn't really let up until we approached Bolton on Swale. At Danby Wiske we stopped for a swift half or two and a bite to eat at The White Swan. Then we pressed onto Ingleby Cross. Arriving at the Blue Bell Inn for a well deserved pint at 6:30pm. I must admit the last couple of miles were very very long......
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