Day 0 Mobilisation, Friday April 11


Late to bed last night at 1.30, chatting away with a glass of wine or two. So woken by alarm at 6.30. Apparently I had had a restless night, talking in my sleep – a bit unusual for me


Set off for the tram at 8.30 into a beautifully sunny and cool morning. 


No transport problems for the journey into Victoria Station, unlike my Cleveland Way trip last year


Ample time to relax in the garden beside the football museum, sat by the restful stream


and to plan my journey on the Lancashire and Yorkshire railway. Over to Leeds via Hebden Bridge and Halifax, and then change  onto the Settle and Carlisle line to get to Saltaire 

The train is 4 minutes late leaving Manchester and then sits for 5 minutes,  resting in the sunshine. We are 11 minutes behind schedule at Hebden Bridge  and I have 13 minutes between trains at Leeds. Travel. Never a dull moment 

Luckily there is a frequent service between Leeds and Skipton,  so not long to wait and sitting in the warm sunshine is nor much of a hardship 


I am staying in a B&B in the Moorhead area,  and walk up the hill to drop off my rucksack.  Mel, my host, is very welcoming. She is a keen runner, marathons and ultra marathons included. After a bit of a chat I make my way back to town to explore


Saltaire has World Heritage status for its textile mill and associated housing. The stone built terraces look quite charming 


The mill now houses galleries, cafes, and a few shops 


It has the largest collection of David Hockney work in the world. I can’t say that I’m his biggest fan, but the mill is certainly an interesting place to visit 

Chris arrived in the town just after 5. 

5 ½ hours for the 190 mile journey from Kent, vs 4 hours for the 40 miles from Didsbury. It only goes to show how everything in the UK is geared towards travel to and from London 

We meet at the Salt Beer Factory, sitting outside in the warm evening. They have an excellent range of beers from the Ossett brewery, and we have pizza for tea

Chris tells me that his rucksack weighs in at a hefty 15kg. I need to get to the bottom of this, but some very obvious luxuries are shoes, battery pack, and two pans instead of one. 

By 8pm it is getting rather chilly outside do we head to our respective B&Bs – me ½ mile uphill, him 200m slightly downhill 

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