On Monday, I took my not quite eleven year old grandson, Isaac, who has his wrist in plaster after a sports accident a month ago, for a wander on Otley Chevin, when we eventually found the car park.
Grand views from there in spite of threatening clouds. And we found and ate a few bilberries, too!
|Almscliffe Crag in the distance|
Logging the mileage motivates youngsters (and oldsters) pretty well!
Tuesday, I had a couple of hours to myself and drove out to the Cow and Calf car park. A scramble wander to have a look at an old haunt, then a short stroll to a nearby cairn. Wonderful views again - I think I only realise how I've missed the hills when I see them again. But this was very short and no more than 200 feet of climbing!
|From the car park|
|Looking down on climbing routes|
|View from the cairn|
|This is Bob. He runs on the moor most days, and takes a photograph of someone every day for his project of a thousand faces. Well, I couldn't let him get away without turning the camera on him, could I?|
|Ah, these moorland paths!|
I returned to the café, and tried out my Italian, which has now become hispanicised, on the man serving coffee - from Vieste in the Puglia region. The climate here looks a little different.