I awoke to the morning having slept not particularly well. This was strange as the ground had been flat, the night calm and myself weary. Breakfast consisted of a meagre cup of tea and a Picnic chocolate bar. I consoled myself with the thought that I would be able to stock up and have a hearty lunch in Glaisdale.
I set off just after 11:00 and the views on the way were a bit more inspiring than last nights railway track although nothing of which to make particular note. On reaching Glaisdale at about 14:00 I was really hungry. Literally my stomach felt completely empty and it seemed I had almost no energy with which to continue. I made straight for the shop and then on to the nearest bench where I could sit down and consume my lunch:
Oh it was a treat! I felt much better for it and, once I had finished, loaded the rest of my newly acquired supplies into my pack. This did unfortunately, of course, add a couple of kilos to the weight.
Boy did I feel that weight on the next two ascents! As I left Glaisdale, just after 14:50, I saw Beggar's Bridge which apparently everyone takes a photo of. Not wanting to miss out I took a quick picture before continuing on my way. Walking was pleasant with good views and a couple more tempting glimpses of the sea. Egton Bridge and Grosmont were also both charming villages to pass through.
I was aiming for Littlebeck as my stop point as I believed that Intake Farm accepted campers. However as I came down towards Littlebeck I passed Hilltop Farm which had the words "Campers Welcome" written in very washed out writing on the wall. I knocked on the door and was greeted by a very kind woman who explained that they used to be a camp site but weren't anymore (hence the writing was washed out!). However, she said that if I was prepared to rough it (i.e. make do without an outside tap or toilets) then I could camp in the field next to her house and she would fill my water bottle for me. I gratefully accepted as it was an ideal place to stop and I pitched my tent on some rather bumpy ground. "What the hell!" I thought, "It's the last night!"
I ate chilli con carne for dinner and had some tinned raspberries for desert. I contemplated the morrow with increasing excitement. With only about twelve miles to go, the sea was so close that I could almost taste it! I did my best to wrap my body around the contours of the hard bumpy ground and had a night of intermittent sleep.