Dent 3

This is the front room at the station, with an amazing view down the Dent valley below.

We were due to walk back to Dent from Ribblehead after taking the train there. However once on the train a woman told us she had seen Danielle's phone fall to the platform as we ran to get the train. (That is the trouble with staying in the station building, you always think you have more time than you do.)

So the train guard (who was incredibly helpful) said he would ring his colleague on the next train that was going through Dent and ask him to pick the phone up and return it to the depot in Skipton.

That would have been fine, but it got better. I walked back over Blea Moor with the dog as planned. Danielle decided to take the train back to Dent and hope to find the phone or collect it from another train. Once back at Dent she rang her phone to see if anyone had found it. Three older gentlemen had found it on the station and were now walking across the moors back to Ribblehead. So it was agreed that Danielle would meet them in the pub at Ribblehead, buy them a pint, then return with the phone to me, Layla and Dent. Amazingly it all went to plan.