Pippa thought this cow particularly worthy of a photo.
Well lots of missing sections where I coulda shoulda taken photos: the pennine way section, the very pretty spot where we had lunch (chicken legs and couscous eaten with our fingers because I'd forgotten the spoon), the huge bull that was in a field at the aptly named Oxen Hill, the pub where we had lunch and the descent through the woods where Pippa learned how to convert a compass reading taken from the map into a direction on the ground. This was, on the other hand, nowhere worthy of note, just a pleasant sunny field.