Today was probably one of the best days yet during this journey. I’d read about following the old ‘Lancaster Canal Trail’ all the way to Lancaster itself, but it would be 24 miles instead of the 18 if I opted for the road route. With the option of ‘no traffic’, it was a no brainer. It took awhile to find the actual connection in Kendal. I assumed it would have started at the riverside but the beginning of the walk was a route along the ‘old’ canal, which no longer exists, so it started up in the forest. The trail was well marked most of the way, with the exception of some signposts lost behind over growth and others I missed being far too busy tra-lah-lahing through the forest. There were quite a few public right of way toe paths through famer’s fields, which resulted in scaring the bejeezus out of some cows and sheep – loads of fun for me, though. And just when you were over dodging enormous, sloppy cow patties, an old canal bridge would just pop up out of nowhere in the middle of a field.