Day 15 - Ingleby Cross

Yesterday was a continuation of walking through a region with little to offer in the way of scenery—flat and featureless with large fields of grain (wheat, barley and rape). It was mostly cloudy in the morning, but the sun peaked through the clouds later in the day.

It was just a 9.1-mile day, so it should have been an active rest day, but we arrived in the village where our lodgings were just after 1 p.m., and check-in was not until 4 p.m. Over a leisurely lunch, Therese's research on the area identified another abbey ruin. There were many abbeys in England, and Henry VIII had his minions wreck them all and steal their treasure.

The abbey was about a mile and a half away along a busy highway. With a little more research we found a path that seemed to get us there off-road. It turned out to be over private land. I was hesitant, but Therese was determined, so we walked through an area that was part of a lumber operation and pheasant hunting area. We climbed over the fence and stepped into the abbey ruins. The abbey was the largest in England, and its ruins were impressive. It turned out to be a for-charge place, so Therse went to the main building and paid—trespassing was one thing, but we did not want to be freeloaders.

Therese's niece and her husband met us at the Blue Bell Pub for dinner. The food was fantastic! They will be walking with us for the next couple of days. This morning's walk will be just over 12 miles and have five climbs and descents—damn!

There were not a significant number of opportunities to make images yesterday; it was a boring walk. There was a Porsche in the bushes with its motor pulled, some interesting fake wildlife, and a train going by over tracks we had just crossed.

Here is the link. You may have to copy it and paste it in your browser's address bar—sorry about that.

https://www.reedpikephotography.com/coast-to-coast-photos/day-16