Blasted Heath

A cold and breezy five-mile walk over the Yorkshire Dales. Blew away the cobwebs.

Refreshments at the Olde Naked Man cafe in Settle. Fortunately there were no illustrations of said gentleman, just some nice prints of the dales.

And then a drive back up the M6 / M74 / A701. Knackered again; where has my energy gone?