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 [...]
I dozed off and on this morning waiting for a break in the rain so I could make a break for the toilets but I swear, every time I thought it had stopped and sat up it resumed pattering down onto the tent. It's quite nice though, lying in the tent as gentle rain cascades [...]
We'd asked Mary if we could have breakfast at 7.30am and she delivered. We walked downstairs and she was in the process of drowning various parts of a dead pig in oil for us. My arteries hardened just watching it. She made me a tea and made Tarrant make her own coffee because she "hates [...]
Last night as we sat in the restaurant shovelling a particularly good biriyani into our chops we decided that we'd preempt our desire for a room tomorrow night and called a place in Pandy that kept cropping up in our searches called the Lancaster Arms. Turned out she couldn't have us on account of the [...]
On account of the fact it seems we're fair weather campers these days, we ended up walking a few miles further than we intended today. We were only about a mile and three quarters from the Offa's Dyke trail marker so off we fucked as the sky threatened to release a thousand furies. Sure enough [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
We had such big plans for Brecon Beacons. Tarrant worked out a huge circular walk taking in the beautiful rolling hills that'd take most, if not all, of the day given my penchant for sitting down. But you know what scuppers hiking plans? Apart from sheer laziness? Weather. The fucking weather scuppers hiking plans but [...]
I've been dying to explore Hay-on-Wye, the second hand book capital of probably the galaxy, because I fucking love books. I love how they smell and how they feel, and if I can get hold of a book I really enjoy I can smash it out in a day which doesn't bode well when you're [...]
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