A big day today as we did 23.5kms.
The track from the Lion Inn follows the old railway again for a while but no mountain bikes to contend with today – just more moors! The Lion Inn is extremely isolated being in the middle of the North York Moors National Park.
While walking, and during the night, we could hear the sound of grouse but they are very reluctant to show themselves. But when they do break cover they tend to burst out like rockets making a strange whirring sound.
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Eventually we left the North York Moors and emerged at a village called Glaisdale. It mainly consisted of older terraced houses that had been built for the miners in the lead mines that used to operate in the district. We stopped to buy some lunch at the local store where an old gentleman smiled and said that he would be “thinking of us the next morning walking out of Grosmont” – sounded ominous!
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We ate our lunch on Beggar’s Bridge built in the 1800s by a sailor who had made his fortune but missed saying goodbye to his sweetheart because the river was flooded. A magnanimous gesture so that no-one else suffered the same fate.
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The final approach to Grosmont was along an old toll road. The original toll booth is still there with the prices. And, typically for us, we had to don our waterproofs for the last half hour as it started raining, complete with thunder and lightning. Despite this, Steve declared the day to be “rain free” as we arrived at Hollins Lodge relatively dry.
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Grosmont is known for its steam railway museum complete with working trains. We also think it should be known for the steepness of the streets and their crazy building techniques :)
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