Standedge to Hebden

Day 3 of the Pennine Way. 25k was somewhat of an endurance test. It rained. Relentlessly. All day. And at times it was windy

There were no views. To re visit the book anolagy, pages of a comic book without the colour.

Tunnel vision. To flowers, and trig points.

The cloud clung all day. Millstone Edge, White Hill and Blakestone Edge trigs, had little to choose between them.

Perhaps there was a view from Blakestone Edge.

A mystery along the way.

I asked Google and it didn’t know.

And this is my lovely hotel bathroom reduced to a drying room. I was very wet!

3 days down. 16 to go!