Me: "Well that hill can fuck right off! Far too big and steep and and and… hilly!"Also me: "Ugh, fuck my life this is so flat and tedious. God I'm so bored. I wish there was a fucking hill or something." Boat graveyard near Appledore. I have so many questions. We relished having access to [...]
We woke up in our nice, dry bothy and packed away as the rain pattered down. I was quietly smug that we'd stayed here last night and now didn't have to pack the tent down in the rain. I was less smug about the fact that we now had to go out in the rain [...]
It was off and on pissing rain all night last night, the kind that wakes you up because it blasts down suddenly like someone had taken a power hose to your tent, so neither of us slept really well. The morning was unpredictable too; one side of the sky was that lovely, fluffy broken cloud, [...]
It was overcast and muggy as fuck today. We packed up and reluctantly tore ourselves away from our lovely camp spot and made our way down the hill. I'll take the muggy over the searing sunshine of yesterday though, this was much better weather for walking up ridiculous fucking hills. We filled up our bottles [...]
We fully intended for today to be a short day on account of the fact we fully intended to leach the electricity in Costa Coffee until our powerbanks were fully charged. They're pretty badass, they go from dead to full in 3.5 hours, but that's a lot of caffeine and I feel like my kidneys [...]
So High Cliff wasn't as hideous as we thought it'd be on account of the fact they've seen fit to carve a lovely zig-zag path up it which obviously makes it longer but less steep. There's still the straight up path if you prefer it, you fucking sociopath, but I'll take the zig-zag all day [...]
We lay in our tent this morning listening to the rain belt down onto the sil-nylon. I'd been dying for a piss for hours but I really, really didn't want to go out in it. I know it's never as bad as it sounds when you're in the tent, it always sounds like the fucking [...]
We are literally the worst thru-hikers known to man. We'd never be able to do one of those time sensitive American trails where you have to complete it within a certain time window or you'll freeze to death in a ditch. Beca walked with us to Tintagel (I hobbled, my knee still wasn't happy and [...]
Well today was a shock to the system after the relatively flat days we'd been having. Okay yeah, so we'd been bouldering and picked our way across ankle breaking terrain and climbed some ridiculous hills but it had mostly been quite forgiving with large stretches of flat trail unfitting of the South West Coast Path, [...]
We promised ourselves another chill one today. No point in pushing ourselves like we've done in the past, when all is said and done we're inherently lazy. We're not trying to set records or impress anyone. Also everything fucking hurts so even if we wanted to challenge ourselves various joints making up our lower limbs [...]
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