Smoking!

Not me! I felt less than lively as I headed up Addingham Moorside, enough to take a sneaky little cut-through to avoid the second hill to the top of Silsden Moor.  I keep telling myself that you don't get into another valley without putting in some local effort first.  But it did feel a bit of an effort despite the glorious sunshine which was a bit too low for comfort in my eyes.  Did I still have a magnificent time? Yes, it's not going to be handed on a plate, now, is it?

You'll have to wait for another day to see the underground wind farm as I love this little hut on a hill. It's slowly falling apart, now roofless.