Nine Standards Rigg in the distance
Brrrrrrr! The day started chilly and was downright freezing on top of the hills. The wind was really bighting. for the first time I had to wear both my trusty fleece and my waterproof top to block the wind. And I was mostly none too warm!
The trek up to Nine Standards Rigg is a couple of miles of fairly relentless uphill, first up a lane, then later a mountain track. they are certainly s weird feature to have placed on the top of a hill! I don't think their origin or purpose is really known for sure.
From there the path was across the fell which was boggy in places. And yes I did get stuck! Up to the left knee in the black grime with my right foot getting increasingly stuck. It's amazing how easy and quick it is to accidentally trample a leg into a bog and how very firmly it hangs on to you once your stuck! fortunately I had done my boots up good and tight before setting out so they stayed on as I heaved my legs free. Not a lover of walking through bogs!
Great views as the path led down into Swaledale and a final mile on the road to arrive in tiny Keld.