I tried to capture how perilous the falls were and the awesome power of the water in photos, but the pictures are a mere shadow of the real thing.
|Green Hill Scar and Cronkley Scar|
However, half way across this short stretch of boggy moor was Blea Beck, with its little stepping stone ford. I have distinct memories of a very wet behind from a beck a lot shallower than this one and with bigger stepping stones ……..
The very last part of the walk turns north through fields and back to the Winch Bridge, Low Force and our cars.
The weather hadn’t been quite as bright as it had the previous day, but it was another wonderful day in pleasant company.