With Barry. 6.5 miles. Snow still underfoot, though melting. Cold wind from west. Misty.
We followed the Jurassic Way east from Gretton, along the farm track and across the fields. We turned right before we reached Harringworth Lodge, where a permissive path is marked in a gap between two pieces of woodland. This took us to a surfaced track where we turned left again, and carried on until we met the road from Deene to Spanhoe. Another left turn, ignore the path to the right, and continue until there is another path indicated in both directions. We took the left-hand path, across the middle of a large field with a house and a few outbuildings on the right. At the other end of the field Harringworth Lodge and Lake come into view at the bottom of a short descent.
We saw a distant hare, and closer, some hardy long-horn cattle. Then a herd of deer crossed our path, from the woods on our right. Maybe we disturbed them with talking? A while later on the other side of the lake, we found a couple of sheep stuck in the bars of their feeder, wedged by the sheer quantity of thick wool. Nobly rescued at Barry's insistence, they dashed away, without even saying thank you. The farmer arrived in his Land Rover, so I guess they'd have been fine.
(more later)
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