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Not entirely sure what these poor creatures are (baby moles? Rats?) but somebody didn't like them.
Day 3, Hubberholme to Dent via some rather bleak moorland. Closest I've come to being lost. Had to go off trail to ask at an old farmhouse (if you know the pub in American Werewolf in |London, it was a bit like that) Anyway, turns out I wasn't lost just thought I was).
Having survived numerous fields of sheep and cattle I was finally attacked by two llamas (oh, they're just being friendly, said their owner - yeah right!)