It was the same knee, but just on the little slope to Milk Churn Joan I got a very sharp stabbing pain on the inside of the knee.
I stopped put all my body cover on and thought I would walk back. My left knee had no intensions of assisting me.
I had to laugh because the pain was killing me and what else is an ex rugby player supposed to do while wandering the moor.
PS After some good pain I sat for a moment and some sheep passed by, I explained they were safe today as I had no wellies or velcro with me.
Then I almost wet my shorts laughing at a 47 bloke sat injured in the middle of a hailstorm on the moor talking to sheep.
Cant wait to be back![]()








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