So, 71 miles it is then and I do not take on challenges lightly. The source is generally accepted as being Malham Tarn so it was there my journey began..
As I took the path which climbs a little higher I did get this lovely look at the weir..
The river grows steadily in width, another analogy to life:-))
The path here soon leads into the fields, sodden and muddy it was no fun, even less so when several successive fields had cows crowded round the stile or gate.
I have lived all my life in the countryside and am not frightened or deterred by cattle, tired and leg weary does not allow much patience and I resorted to giving a couple of them a hefty wack on the backside to shift them from my path!
The state of the ground is portrayed here...
A check on the OS map disclosed a metalled lane which I could take a shortcut too!! Spirits heightened I nearly sprinted and vaulted a gate...well no but I was grateful!
Heaven after all that mud, there was even some cake like offerings on the lane:-))
Almost there now, my mobile rang and my lift was imminent just time for a swift pint in the Masons Arms and a photograph of the splendid church in Gargrave, the next leg will logically be Gargrave to Silsden....after that some planning and some adventures....thanks for reading:-))
I awoke on Sunday morning and having a cuppa in the garden I saw a lovely inversion in the valley, a quick collection of the camera and car keys and I was up on Nab End to get a photograph or two.
This one was featured on BBC Look North, fame at last........