I love a waik in the dales. I am a creature of habit. On every occasion into my rucksack go map, compass, waterproof, and my tablet onto which I have downloaded tons of soul music. Then I make a tuna sandwich. Into a mixing bowl goes a tin of tuna, beaten egg, salt, pepper and a fresh herb if I have any. The mixture is spread on a thick slice of white bread with another on top. This is fried in butter and turned over at half way to produce a lovely crispy sandwich. Wrapped in foil it goes into the rucksack with a bottle of water.
Then I set off, usually up Wharfdale, to enjoy the countryside. Half way through the day I stop at a suitable rock or patch of grass to enjoy my picnic.
Out comes my tablet and the music starts. I unwrap the sandwich and open the water. It’s absolutely bliss, my hike and tuna turnover.