I will absolutely class the South West Coast Path as one of my most favourite things I've ever done. I'm not saying I loved every footstep, obviously I had bad days, we both did. You can't have a good day every day for 54 days in a row if you're an actual human being. But [...]
It was already too hot by 8am today and we had many hills to get up. I could solve world drought with the amount of fluid pouring from my face. We'd had a lovely horsefly free day yesterday but they were back today with a vengeance, taking chunks out of both of us. I'm going [...]
I'm not going to lie, we skipped 6¼ miles of the Offa's Dyke Path today and I regret nothing. I'd read in a Facebook group that this section was full of feisty bullocks head butting and trying to mount each other. Even people who weren't usually bothered by the bovine threat were avoiding that section [...]
Just a nice, short day today. An uneventful jaunt across a lot of farmland with pretty hills in the background. It was largely flat for the first part too, aside from one surprise hill which annihilated my poor, abused calf muscles which still hadn't forgiven me for yesterday, then a couple of big inclines at [...]
We knew today was generally accepted to be most difficult section of the Offa's Dyke Path and we thought we were ready for it. Dear reader, we were not. It did not fuck about, the minute we left our campsite we were faced with the first utterly brutal ascent of the day. Oh my poor [...]
As soon as we left Kington we were waking up a right bastard of a relentless hill. You know those ones that aren't too steep but they just don't give up? Yeah. That. The eyehole fodder was very much worth the slog though and was, as always, the perfect excuse to stop and turn around [...]
Oh dear gosh, today was difficult. I didn't feel too bad at first but you know how sometimes a hangover creeps slowly in like little tendrils of doom across your brain? Pretty much that. There weren't many hills and they weren't particularly brutal but the ones we did encounter nearly bloody killed me. I swear [...]
Right then! Onwards to Wales! We very reluctantly tore ourselves away from the wonderful Mollie's Motel this morning and veered towards McDonald's for breakfast. Don't look at me like that, I absolutely and unashamedly fucking love a Macca's brekky. I don't even need to be hungover. No one does hashbrowns like these guys and the [...]
I genuinely have no idea how I'm going to squeeze a blog post out of today, it was just a 14.9 mile plod. It was more of a chore than anything, a way to get from A to B. We'd planned to jump back on the coast path to Portishead, the in-process England Coast Path [...]
We woke up having not been trampled by cows which is always a nice thing to wake up to, and when we crossed into the next field we were treated to actual eyehole fodder which I don't believe had been a thing since we got back on the trail. Or maybe it had been but [...]
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