So off we set on this walk from Low to High Bradfield with a bit of a diversion to find Bailey Hill. Mike enjoying a bit of shade from the sun.
and this time sheep were safely grazing (and sleeping!)
which of course brought to mind a bit of Bach
and while you listen, take a look at the grave of poor Joseph Beaver! Did the engraver die too? Wasn't there enough money to complete the wording? But I suppose it says it all . . .
And naturally this was a bit of a homecoming for Mike Bailey meeting his namesake hill - ha ha!
Anyway, we move down the hill towards Lower Bradfield with a final view back of the Church
Over a series of impressive steep and ancient stone stiles
with views right over to those wonderful purple heather-clad moors
and bringing us down to earth - literally - a cuppa at the cute little Cafe in the tiny Post Office. Sat outside on the sunny bench watching the Council busily and noisily re-tarmac the roads! (And spot the Tour de Yorkshire remnant from that wonderful day in 2014 - read about it here from a Grenoside perspective.
Lovely blogpost here on Cafes to Contemplate about the Flask End Cafe you might like to read.
So that was it - lovely sunny day, great amble and real wow factor on finding Bailey Hill!