There was every possibility of taking a walk this day so James and I pulled on our walking boots and set off through the village and up the hill behind the quarry.
As we climbed higher the views up Ribblesdale were wonderful on a cloudless springlike day.

Pen-Y-Ghent

We then headed west but somewhere missed a turning and came to a big straight wall with no way through, here we met a group of walkers similary disorientated and together headed to the familiar landmark of Buck Haw Brow garage from where we picked up the clear path over to Feizor (guess where we were going for lunch). By now I was regretting having brought my bulky fleece lined waterproof jacket that was both unnecessary and a blinking nuisance given the warmth of the sun and the total absence of rain bearing clouds.

As we approached Feizor the views towards Ingleborough and the lake district hills beyond were revealed.

Signpost, sheep and Ingleborough

The broad well trodden path led us gradually downhill to our lunch stop at Elaine's Tea Room where we enjoyed a nice leisurely lunch including chocolate sponge, rich chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream.

Not suprisingly our return journey was slowed by our full stomachs and the uphill nature of path out of Feizor but were drawn to admire a roaring bonfire of cleared scrub, old fencing and other farmyard bits.

Not a funeral pyre

Our walk back along the line of Giggleswick Scar brought more fine views this time down the Ribble valley towards Pendle Hill and took us round the top of the now defunct quarry and back into the village past the golf course.

Misty distant Pendle Hill from Giggleswick Scar

Tomorrow back onto two wheels.

Good night.