Bellingham has a handy range of shops. There's a post office (my need for which had now passed), a bakers (cheese and tomato sandwich, rocky road and a 2 oz bag of pineapple chunks), a hardware store (dubbin for my boots) and a chemist, where I joined a queue of fellow travellers in search of sticking plasters and insect repellent.
This is the view from Whitley Pike.
This is Padon Hill. Not much to look at but after last night's rain and the hills reputation as a place where walkers risk drowning, I took advice and skirted round it on the road that the original Pennine Way route took.
Much of OS map OL42 charts areas of impenetrable forest that are said to be home to red squirrels. I spent this afternoon walking along a logging track dissecting a large part of it, to reach a clearing known as Byrness.
Where there was no sign of squirrels, but evidence of very tough sheep.
I arrived in time for pint of Tetley's at the Byrness Hotel, just as Northumbrian rock band Takahaad were striking up.
Later, I'll be driven back to Bellingham to spend the night, before resuming the last two days of the walk from Byrness tomorrow.