Postcards from the North York Moors

It is hard to believe that The Walk is close to coming to the end, so soon after I feel I’ve finally gotten into,the rhythm of it all. We have four more walking days to go, before we throw our pebbles into the North Sea.

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Before heading for the hills, we passed this church, and for some reason I felt compelled to take a photo of the sign. Who needs four services on a Sunday, something for everyone? Why not four different services per month?

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After several days of relatively flat and–dare I say it?–somewhat ho-hum farmland, it was great to be in the hills again, with multiple steep, vast, wide-open climbs into the rugged landscape of Thomas Hardy, the Brontes, and the Hounds of the Baskervilles, landscape characterized, of course, by heather.

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The guidebook promises wonderful views from the moors, of the Pennines, the surrounding villages, and our first views of the North Sea. However, this was all we could see today.

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