The peace was immediate, as we began to stir on the dawn of day three. The fantastical comfort of the yurt surrounded us, as the calm of the dales outside was only disturbed by the occasional sheep or nuthatch, the tumbling of the nearby river Swale the only constant. Once I had gained enoughContinue reading “The Herriot Way, Day 3, Keld to Grinton (The Low Road) – 14.5 miles”