Transition...

We were terribly sad to leave Wales, but did get a good chuckle at this garage (gas station) on the way out. You can buy your potatoes and your coal at a petrol station, among other things. Who knew?





We received a warm welcome at our next stop in England, where apparently our fondness for Cosmopolitan martinis is well known...




We worked lively Hebridean sheep this time, that although different from the insane Welsh Mountain sheep, were not opposed to leaping fences when the mood struck them...




Tomorrow is a trial day in the Dales, and we will report more as we will be settled in.

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