Day 10 - Coast to Coast - Richmond to Ingleby Cross

A dull day on the Coast to Coast

livened up by girls bedrooms and blisters ...

Yesterday we had dinner with Ron and Edie, Edie told a great joke:

A duck walked into a bar and ordered a beer. The barman said "buzz off you're a duck", the duck said "yes but I need a beer and my name is Hughy and I'm knackered because I've been in and out of puddles all day". The barman said "alright then". Shortly another duck came into the bar and said "gimme a beer". I'm Dughy and I'm knackered because I've been in and out of puddles all day and I need a beer. The barman said "Oh for goodness sake I can't be bothered to argue, here you are" and gave him a beer. Then a third duck came in and the barman said " I bet I can guess your name, it's Louis and I know what you've been doing all day". "No you don't, my name", said the duck "is Puddles and you don't want to know what kind of day I've had, now give me a beer". 

Who says girls are tidy (Annie, do you expect your mother's case to look like this?)

A thorn between two roses

Today we crossed the Vale of Mowbray, 24 miles, of flat, boring but easy walking. At lunchtime, we felt compelled to get out the survival shelter so the more sensible members of the team could eat their cheese sandwiches in the dry. The next most interesting part is crossing the A19, arguably the most dangerous 100 yards of the entire Coast to Coast trail.

And here is the blister