Eventually, after walking a couple of miles out of my way (after Bolton Abbey), I turned back and walked up past the Tea Rooms and Village Shop to meet my old friend, Alfie, at Catgill Farm, a more than decent campsite (good showers; shop accepting cash etc.).
Not long after, I had the tent set up for 9-10 hours of much-needed sleep:
Nice shot of Alfie sitting at the Village Green:
Of course, Bolton Abbey was always going to have an old-worldly quality.
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