Joining us on this return trip was the indomitable JJ. John is a man of many talents, is much in demand in various circles and we looked forward to his company. Arriving in Todmorden earlier than John, Mike and I visited the local chippy for a spot of lunch. Collecting John from the station we popped in to a local hostelry for a quick pint, or in my case, a shandy! A place of interesting character with interesting characters. it was the tattooed lass with ears that must have been surgically worked on. they were pointed, Dr Spock style, that caught my attention, different, fascinating!
A shop at High Gate farm provided much welcome cold drinks.
Making our way over toward Lower Gorple reservoir we detoured slightly to visit the Pack Horse public house. Not the friendliest of places.
Rejoining the Pennine Way, we made our way up and over Withins Height End. Descending down toward Top Withins, I noticed a semi clothed guy with a couple of professional looking cameras all set up on tripods. It did sort of register to me as a little odd as it was still some distance to the ruined farm and the cameras were pointed away from the buildings. It was only when Mike pointed out to me that the chap was actually doing naked selfies. looking back and there he was, in the altogether posing in front of the cameras, odd?
Our route began by following the Bronte Way up to Watersheddies reservoir. A machete would have come in very useful. Apart from the rhododendrons, the bracken was over six foot high and wet. One could have hidden a herd of elephants in there! As for the stiles, well, a top rope may have been handy? It is safe to say we found it hard work! By footpaths and a nasty bit of road walking we made our way to the hostelry at Height Laithe Farm. Unfortunately it is a pub no more. By the looks of it, the place is having much cash spent in conversion to a private home. Mind, there was a grand view over the surrounding countryside.
Thursday morning once again saw a heavy dew and hence wet tents. We were away around nine and the day looked as if it was going to another hot one. Footpaths and lanes took us over to Lothersdale.
A steady climb up and over Tow Top lane. It was then footpaths and finally lane and road in to Skipton. John had to rush off for a train while Mike and I visited a local pub. Once again a dog friendly place and Lucky was glad to just snooze in a quiet corner. Possibly not a lot of mileage covered over the three days. The weather was one continuous heatwave and even a humungous thunderstorm only momentarily cleared the air a wee bit. It was enjoyable and fun though.