: Shap Wells to Shap Abbey
It had been a long time coming but at last diaries
matched up and we could continue our journey up the
Millerís Way. Remarkably we now we had two consecutive
days to make progress. Well, a day and a half really
as we couldn't escape until noon. Ian & Cynthia
were already at Bampton in their caravan.. We
were to stay at the Crown & Mitre in the next hamlet,
start point was, of course, Shap Wells. And it
was drizzling. First
we checked that Queen Victoria was still on her obelisk
and then went to the spa hoping to spot some red squirrels
(as see by BOOTboys on BB1223). Sadly, none were
playing out today.
Squirrel Spa team picture
climbed up through the spooky wood to emerge at a potential
obstacle. There was a sign saying "Footpath
Closed due to the renewal of overhead power lines. However,
as we were not planning to go overhead, we pressed on.
haunted frightened trees
No steam trains to excite us at Shap summit so
we dropped down to the quarry, which has diversified
into new ventures, hippo washing, then across the A6.
Way led through across a field in which the path was
blocked by many cows with young calves. They did
not seem to like the look of us so a wide detour was
points The Way
marigolds, I am informed
we came to a stream in spate. Ian immediately
danced across some treacherous stepping stones, dryly
making the other side. Cynthia was rather more
tenuous but still gamely made it.
on the Rocks
I thought Margaret
might prefer wading so went through to check. It
was deeper than I expected. So I did the gentlemanly
thing and went back to carry her across singing "She
ain't heavy, she's my wifey".
Don and the Wife
and the Old Man
would be unkind and untrue to liken the experience to
that of Sinbad and the Old Man of the Sea (Arabian Nights).
In fact, I rather enjoyed it!
we all made it safely to the other side. It was
only then (and I haven't confessed this before) that
I realised that the Way went upstream and not across
the river. Oops!
it was a pleasant if uneventful stroll to Keld where
we examined the ancient chapel before reaching Shap
Abbey where Ian's car had been left.
praying for our safe passage....
Abbey comes into view
or Ian's safety on the wall
Crown & Mitre
night we dined at the Crown and Mitre which proved to
be quite unlike the impression given on its website.
Much less posh and all the better for it.
else staying there seemed to be a Coast to Coaster which
might explain why the bar was empty by 10 p.m..
28th May 2013
climbed in feet:
(Memory Map / OS)
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