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Maybe braveness wears off
I was getting really quite worried about finding somewhere to camp as the walking day was drawing to a close. I did, as I always do, eventually find somewhere. Not wanting to tempt fate but I think it’s a fairly good spot. Probably nearer to a housing estate than I’d...
Baby steps
I started this walk with a big dose of nerves. I think this was partly down to how I’d rushed my preparation and partly down to drinking too much wine with my friends last night. Jenny had warned me to pace myself, but I hadn’t seen my friends for a while and was...
Let’s go again
My Dad is a keen horse rider. He doesn’t ride so much now but when he was younger he used to take part in cross country competitions which involved some quite serious jumps made out of solid objects like hedges and fallen trees. The sort of thing that doesn’t move...
I have a limit
One of the best things about long distance hiking is that you can basically eat whatever you want. Assuming of course you can get hold of it. Now, I am partial to a luxury hot chocolate. Some cafes doing better ones than others. Some just put on some cream and a few...
A big thank you
Steve went out of his way a lot to help me today. For a start he relocated himself, midweek, to Appledore, when he’d normally be working in Bristol. He then kept an eye on my location and walked down the path to meet me, which was a welcome surprise. He then bought me...
Misplaced lamb
Years ago, when Kian was little, maybe about 5 years old, I lost him in Marks and Spencer. In the post mortem I got most of the blame but he did play his part. He ran off, cut underneath a clothes rail full of clothes, and then disappeared. I’m not sure of the time...
Near disaster
If you look carefully on the plate of food you can see a gap between the sausage and the hash browns. When the breakfast arrived that gap was filled with a little bowl of baked beans. It was my fault as I didn’t read the menu properly so, although slightly shocked by...
That sinking feeling
I’d just got past Bude and was now walking the last couple of miles on the coastal path before I would turn inland to get to a campsite. I’d been wild camping now for three nights in a row, which wasn’t as high as my record on this trip of four, but I was definitely...
Do goats eat people
It was a bit of a scramble to get to the flat bit of ground I’d spotted. There is always a danger when that happens, that when you finally get to the perfect looking spot it turns out to be covered in heather or nettles, or on a slope, but in this case, once I’d...