Day 4 : Sheild on the Wall to just before Walwick : 14.9 miles including a stroll around a fort. One of the fun things about sleeping in a tent is that you never really know what the outside is doing because everything sounds like the apocalypse when you're under canvas. I woke up predictably [...]
Day 3 : Walton to Shield on the Wall : 17.4 miles, including walking around a fort, going the wrong bloody way, and the ยพ of a mile from the trail to the campsite. Well they do say that breakfast is the most important meal of the day (actually I think it's just cereal companies [...]
I have no idea what satanic hell-beast possessed us to make us think that hiking 84 miles from Bowness-on-Solway to Newcastle-upon-Tyne across the narrowest part of England would be any manner of relaxing, but that's how we chose to spend a week of annual leave in September as colleagues raised an eyebrow and suggested that [...]
Well Dartmoor started off well enough with lovely, defined trails and well placed stiles that were taller than we are. For all intents and purposes, Dartmoor was a fucking doddle, despite the clouds looming closer, the kind of clouds you don't really want to see when you're just embarking on a three day hike with [...]
We were up at an hour even the ubiquitous sparrows would have raised a sleepy eyebrow at to catch an early ferry over to Gozo with the intention of watching the sunrise from Malta's smaller sister. Yeah nah so that wasn't going to happen. As we sat in the small queue of cars to board [...]
We fully intended to walk every inch of Comino today, the tiny, car-free island between Malta and Gozo, but it seemed the ferries weren't running, possibly on account of the fact the winds of the other day had started up again. We got to the ferry terminal (the Gozo one is obvious) and were directed [...]
The diving gods must have been smiling on me when I booked my day of diving a few weeks ago. Yesterday the winds were so bad there would have been no way to safely enter and exit the water but today was beautiful and calm with not a cloud in the sky, though I was [...]
Today we'd be heading to the ฤฆal Saflieni Hypogeum and we figured we'd get a bus to save us dicking around with parking. As we loitered outside waiting for it to open, periodically wiping the grit from our eyes that the brutal fucking winds sweeping across the island kept depositing in there, Tarrant asked, "What [...]
We chose Malta before we researched it on account of it being really fucking tiny. Seriously, you could stand on one side and spit to the other. I mean, don't, because that would be gross. But you could. We wanted an entire country that we could potentially see in a week and given that the [...]
We were going to spend our last two nights in Wales with a friend of mine, Rhi, and their wife so we duly packed up camp and started to make our way to Cardiff, but if you're going to spend any length of time in south Wales you should probably check out Big Pit National [...]
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