Day 2 Hardraw to Keld

Day 2 saw the arrival of my brother Peter just for this one stage. He arrived at 8am for breakfast at the Green Dragon. He was well impressed with the lovely pub and the roaring fire, lit just for us.

The landlady had huge feet, and walked around bare foot on the cold flagstones. Of course, as soon as Rufus saw exposed toes, he was off for a lick! She says, "I love the feel of a dog licking your toes. It's so therapeutic, but I hate humans touching my toes". What can I say? No comment!

My brother thinks I am useless at navigation from what he has read on my other blogs. Of course they are exaggerated for dramatic effect, and I am very confident I know where I am going. Anyway, Peter says I can stick my trecking sat.nav. up my ****ing arse! How rude! Anyway, we set off out of the pub for the Pennine Way, and Pete says he is going to trust me. We get 20 yards out of the pub, and I confess we are walking in the wrong direction!! Duh!

We turn around and are soon on the right track to the highest point on my walk, Great Shunner Fell at 2349 Feet. We are dressed for poor weather, but soon realise it is panning out to be another hot one.

Peter packing away his warm gear at start.

OK, so it looks cold, but the give away is the shirt sleeves. This was taken near the top of Shunner Fell.

Rufus was having a good time, but never walks in a straight line. Consequently, he kept falling up to his neck in filthy peat bogs.

Pete looking in disgust at his lordship's filthy state.

As we descended, the beautiful Swaledale came into view, bathed in sunshine.

Swaledale

Swaledale Again

We descended into a small hamlet called Thwaite, and had a gorgeous pint of Black Sheep outside in the sunshine. However, just as my brother was mentioning how lovely the weather was, we were pelted with hailstones!

We then set off on the final push to Keld, and rounded Kisdon, we were greeted with this spectacular view:

I promised I would wash Rufus off in the stream as we arrived in Keld, and this was what I found as I climbed down to the river bank!

We were staying at the famous Butt House in Keld. The original owners actually wrote the Accommodation Guide to the C2C. They sold to the previous owners of Keld Lodge, who were so kind to Rufus when he was struggling 2 years ago on the C2C walk I did.

Butt House.