In the beginning...
...a beautiful summer day at Bowness-on- Solway, the western end of Hadrian's Wall. We'd just completed our first long distance walk, bought the T-shirts and collected the certificates (free!).
The walk, at 84 miles, had taken us 5 days. We were tired but elated and when a group of elderly gents - who had just completed the walk in 3 months - asked what we would do next, Margarette blithly said "something more challenging". My reaction was that within UK the longest National Trail was the Pennine Way. Silly me. (...and I later found out I was wrong on two counts: the longest trail is the South West Coast Path at 630 miles).
So here we are, a year later and three weeks away from alighting a train at Edale. Goodness only knows what lies ahead but if Hadrian's Wall is anything to go by, there'll be tears, laughter, frustration and satisfaction. And, hopefully, a little piece of our life to share on-line with our children, grand-children, friends and colleagues.
...a beautiful summer day at Bowness-on- Solway, the western end of Hadrian's Wall. We'd just completed our first long distance walk, bought the T-shirts and collected the certificates (free!).
The walk, at 84 miles, had taken us 5 days. We were tired but elated and when a group of elderly gents - who had just completed the walk in 3 months - asked what we would do next, Margarette blithly said "something more challenging". My reaction was that within UK the longest National Trail was the Pennine Way. Silly me. (...and I later found out I was wrong on two counts: the longest trail is the South West Coast Path at 630 miles).
So here we are, a year later and three weeks away from alighting a train at Edale. Goodness only knows what lies ahead but if Hadrian's Wall is anything to go by, there'll be tears, laughter, frustration and satisfaction. And, hopefully, a little piece of our life to share on-line with our children, grand-children, friends and colleagues.
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When are you going to write some more?
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