After much delay, Roy has escaped the medics and is on his way. I drove him to Edale, which was where I rescued him with holes in his heels all those weeks ago. He set up camp straight away, so I took these photos of him showing off his new tent, before abandoning him to his adventure (phase 2).
He's now had several nights in the tent, a Vaude, and is delighted with it - a big improvement. On Sunday he had the day off and got picked up to go to Harry's fifth birthday party, but now it's serious walking to try to catch up some of the lost time. Tonight (17 June) he's in Gargrave and carrying on up the Pennine Way on his diet of porridge and pasta (except for when he happens to bump into a pub of course!).
More info whenever he sends me an SD card from the camera. Helen