The shin is still splinted (stings a bit etc… thanks for all the sympathy and sound advice fellas ?) … but chez Andy and Mary great and generous hospitality has provided some balm for the soul… oh, and more than a little rehydration therapy. More necessary rest regrettably tomorrow.
Read Morethe old cart horse here… The reference yesterday to shin splints (singular more accurately, the left) was probably underplayed. I’ve been increasingly suffering over the last 5 days or so and it got to a point around lunchtime that I broke down. The tear ducts became as strong as my leg; luckily there was a
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But I would walk 500 miles …. So you’ll never guess what happened today … Da da Lat da …. That bit about falling down at your door was pretty apposite I’d say… But I do Proclaim that I have walked 500 miles. I would be that man. upon reflection on yesterday’s sodden experience we
Read MoreVarious electronic gizmos that worked upon arrival have now shut down… Until further notice my mobile number is hors de combat so please use 07795257980 (Becca’s number).
Read Moreyep, we visited them and they all came to visit us today … along with all their soggy, sodden children, aunts, uncles, second-cousins twice removed and friends they’d briefly met on their rain-dance fest (postponed due to good weather). we got wet. Then we got wetter. We have established that my water resistant gear is somewhat
Read Moreone of those days when the paths seemed a bit longer underfoot than on the map, a bit boggier than the guidebook advised, when that blasted Yellow Orb in The Firmament blazed down a tad too strongly, the prairies seemed endless, when stiles seemed to be either falling apart or very narrow (especially for my
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I’m not sure it’s that important an event but after 21 1/2 days walking the 1,000,000th laden LEJOG step was taken. It was in the middle of a nondescript Staffordshire field and unsurprisingly there was no mariachi band springing out to help celebrate, choirs of heavenly angels did not (audibly) burst into song and nor
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today the Watershed was crossed for the first time since Exmoor. Not much of place and at only 154 m seemed to my mind surprisingly low. For anyone interested apparently water flowing east here makes its way via the Penk, Sow and Trent to finally meander up to the Humber. I speak as someone who
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.. that’d be Wenlock Edge that be. On paper/digital screen a delightful walk along an escarpment with little undulation and clear route-finding. And the day started with just the right amount of cloud cover and temperature. however, the route is used by both horse-riders and pedestrians so tends to be either churned up or by
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