Ascent: 550m
Weather: warm and sunny
Wildlife: Comedy cat ambush, squirrel, bunnies, sneezing horse, hares, small tortoiseshell butterflies, big spider under the wardrobe. Buzzards, red kite, stereo skylarks, meadow pippits, forget-me-nots, cowslips, buttercups.
Feet: hot
Wingeing: some
We left Pocklington by the Chalkland Way, and crossed the golf course again - not as many golfers out this morning as I expected there to be for a sunny Sunday morning, but we did judge a couple of very able-bodied-looking lazy gentlemen riding in a buggy.
We rejoined the YWW where we'd left it yesterday afternoon and headed up a hillside with a big field on one side and Warren Dale woods on the other, soon leaving behind a group of DofEers. We stopped above Millington to take a picture of the panorama, including York Minster in the far distance, and saw a red kite circling around down in the valley.
There was a bit of hoard related anxiety when we met a massive group of kids (possibly cadets, given the fatigues and singing) but once they'd climbed over the fence from the wrong side they were on, we were pleased to see that they were headed the other direction. At the bottom of a steep bit of hill in a dale known as the Rabbit Warren there was a pile of rubbish that some people had left, crisp and peanut packets and drinks bottles, so we picked it up and put it in a carrier bag to dispose of later. (By the time we saw a bin we'd collected a whole bag full.) At the top of the steep track we saw another group cadets, some of whom seemed quite cheerful, others not so much.
On the brilliantly named Hugget Sheep Walk we didn't see any sheep, being walked or otherwise, but a nice hot tub had been put out for them. The Sheep Walk passed by the edge of woods and field boundaries, with quite a lot of flies out today enjoying the sunshine.
A little further on we walked along a grassy path with a few lone trees dotted along it (slightly marred by hoard of people being very people-y) that led between two fields and we watched chaffinches in the hedgerows and bees buzzing, saw lots of common flowers like dead nettles, dandelions and forget me nots but it was very pretty.
At Hugget village we stopped in at the Wolds Inn and met up with family, who had brought a lovely picnic (with wine!) and joined us for a few miles before they headed back to complete an 8 mile circular walk back to Hugget. Along the way, there was some oohing over lambs, some communing with cows, some prancing on art, some singing, some shushing, some getting stuck in a swing, some being stylish on a stile (still not funny, Martyn), some moaning and even some walking.
We parted ways at the art (Time and Flow by Chris Drury, I think) and we carried on the YWW along a nice grassy dale towards Thixendale and the Cross Keys pub. The pub is very nice, but there is no phone signal here... and no telly!
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