Day 13 of my walk in to the sea
At 6.30 when I was all packed up and ready to leave Intake Farm, I was excited and saddened in equal measure. By around 11am I was going to be able to say that I had done the Coast to … Continued
Day 12 of trying not to stray of t'path
It was literally freezing when I woke up this morning at around 5am so I decided to pack up and get moving as quickly as possible. When I say ‘literally’, I am using the word’s modern meaning of ‘metaphorically’, but … Continued
Day 11 of saying goodbye to friends
There are no shops in Ingleby Cross, the Blue Bell Inn only serve campers breakfast if they pre-book (which, apparently, is at an undisclosed point before the previous evening) and I was down to my last flapjack. I was going … Continued
Day 10 of playing on the motorway
I am going back to the whole ‘on paper’ thing again for a moment, because ‘on paper’ this stage seems really great: a 20 mile hike across the Vale of Mowbray. Loving a pork pie as I do, imagine the … Continued
Day 9 of being a local
Solid caravan though it was, it was clear, from the constant rattling of the windows overnight, that the wind had picked up and reports coming in from those not lucky enough to be sleeping on a sofa were that the … Continued
Day 8 of Mountain Bikers and Caravans
It was a cold night last night with the clear skies of the evening going on long in to the early hours and beyond, resulting in temperatures dropping to just below the comfort level of my two season sleeping bag. … Continued
Day 7 of Cream Teas and Yurt Gardens
Rather than overpay for the food offerings from the youth hostel, breakfast consisted of a protein and carb rich, highly nutritional Ginster’s Cornish Pasty from the local Co-op, where I was also able to stock up on supplies for the … Continued
Day 6 of being haunted by an overactive imagination
Despite being confused by the luxury of my really comfortable bed and not sleeping as well as I have been doing in my tent, I reluctantly left my nice warm B&B room and set out in to the unknown not quite … Continued
Day 5 of surviving bad decisions
I don’t know if it had been raining all night or whether the cloud had just been so low that it had shrouded everything in wetness, but when I got up things seemed a little damp. I managed to find … Continued
Day 4 of resting up and reading the paper
The night in the wild was a pretty peaceful one and despite a smattering of awakenings due to the wind picking up and a few spots of rain I managed a massive 10 hours sleep. Opening the tent revealed low … Continued