The plan for today was to dive in Tucks Rift. The weather forecast that had predicted the dry spell would end on Friday had been wrong, sadly so had the forecast that had predicted the weather front would come across late on Saturday...
We crunched our breakfast this morning - un pain avec abricot confiture - and something crunched harder than I expected. I'd broken my tooth! But nothing was going to stop play today...
On the off chance we went to see Don Mescall in Kirkby Stephen.
The meal was excellent and Penny’s Pear Tart Tartin was to die for, followed by 2 hours of Don’s excellent music.
It was a wet and windy day so it seemed appropriate to go into the Howgills and start a walk up Winder.
Gosh it was miserable, it rained, it blowed, it was hard to walk.