Saturday December 10 - across Birkby Fell
Although it's not all that remote, there's an intense feeling of solitude here today. It feels almost as if I've stepped out of the normal world and into somewhere outside of time. It's odd when my phones show that I'm connected to Manx Telecom. It's odd when my GPS switches itself off the moment I arrive at the iron age settlement of Barnscar. Odder still when my GPS keeps switching itself off all the time I spend there and only works properly again once I've left. It's that kind of place and that kind of afternoon.
