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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2009-11-12:/</id><title>Roy's walk from Lands End to Cape Wrath</title><link rel="self" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>A diary of Roy's walk from Lands End to Cape Wrath, starting in March 2008.</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-12T03:57:39+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-08-13:/2008/08/13/to-cape-wrath-the-end-4582281/</id><title>To Cape Wrath - The End!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/08/13/to-cape-wrath-the-end-4582281/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-08-13T10:25:36+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T10:35:50+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Well, home at last after an eventful finish!&lt;br&gt;
Mick and I met at Kylesku as planned, and camped virtually under the new bridge over Loch a' Chairn Bhain.  It is a stunningly beautiful part of the world, but unfortunately the local midges were out in force and HUNGRY – for human blood!  Even dressed in full battle armour and Eau de Midge the situation was ... difficult.  And Mick had brought only a bivvy bag and head net, so he was more exposed than I was.&lt;br&gt;
We walked the next day and camped at the top of a long narrow valley above the tree line. Next morning Mick decided to abandon me to do his own thing, and meet up again at Cape Wrath by catching the ferry and shuttle bus out from Durness.&lt;br&gt;
After looking at the weather forecast with 3 days to go, I decided to compress the third and second last days into one, add on a further 4 miles and get to Sandwood Bay for Saturday night.  This would make a long day, finishing at peak ‘midge time’, but would give me best chance of reaching Cape Wrath in time to catch the shuttle bus to Durness without needing a last camp at the end.  Although the weather turned damp until about 5pm the arrangement worked out well, and had the great advantage of finishing at Sandwood in a stiff breeze – no midges!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1615/2727622" title="IMGP1615"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/622/2727622_9b9198c9d6_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1615" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1614/2727621" title="IMGP1614"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/621/2727621_52c231a9f0_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1614" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 From speaking to people who had previously walked from Sandwood to the Cape, I was expecting an extremely hard last 8 miles taking most of a full day.  As a result I awoke at 4-50am and got underway at 06-20. But I must have struck lucky in my route finding because I arrived at the Cape at 10-30am, taking not much over 4 hours, and 2 hours before the first bus!&lt;br&gt;
Mick duly arrived on the bus, and presented me with a celebratory stiff slug of VERY GOOD single malt whisky (aahh!) and a book explaining how I should have done it.  This involves taking a motor car and staying in comfortable B&amp;Bs for 2 nights at each stop, with a day’s stroll around the locality each time.  NOW HE TELLS ME!!!&lt;br&gt;
After an eventful dash through the night involving filling with the wrong fuel in Mick’s motor, rescue and repair by a local highland garage, and a few catnaps on the way south, we arrived home at 10am on Monday morning, 11th August’08 – job done!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
To close I would like to thank everyone for their charity donations and for their support and good wishes, and make particular mention of Linda and Joe Trickett on the Isle of Arran, especially Linda who allowed me to commandeer her laundry room for a much needed clean-up operation (hope the smell has faded by now); to Lorna Cosgrove for her very welcome text messages of support, which always seemed to arrive just at the right time when morale was heading down to rock bottom;  to Mick McHugh who undertook to retrieve me from the wilderness and helped feed the poor starving Scottish midge population; and to my dear wife Helen, who kept me on track throughout and without whom the whole project would never have got off the ground,.&lt;br&gt;
Last piece of advice for life?   When the Scottish midge is hungry, stay in the pub!  Cheers everybody.  Roy&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1631/2727623" title="IMGP1631"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/623/2727623_121f22f150_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1631" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1548/2727624" title="IMGP1548"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/624/2727624_7d355e4ce5_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1548" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
PS The last photo is of my favourite hill - Suilven!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/08/13/to-cape-wrath-the-end-4582281/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-08-05:/2008/08/05/another-blog-from-lochgilphead-to-ullapo-4545077/</id><title>Another blog from Lochgilphead to Ullapool!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/08/05/another-blog-from-lochgilphead-to-ullapo-4545077/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-08-05T10:10:31+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:48:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Having told you that the last entry was the last until Roy gets home, I have now received a blog in the post from Roy - so here it is!  H&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thurs 31 July 08, vicinity of Corrie Hallie (beneath An Teallach)&lt;br&gt;
Well all you good people, this will be my last blog live from the "coal face".&lt;br&gt;
Today's traipse consisted of 18.5 hard miles from Kinlochewe (pronounced Kinlockyou) to help make up for the day's delay when my parcel failed to arrive there.  Apparently the dear old PO send mail by air to Inverness and distribute from there.  But the day my parcel was due, a storm at Inverness prevented them landing.  Fortunately it was OK the next day so I only lost the one.  That wouldn't ordinarily matter so much, but I'm on a schedule to meet Mick at Kylesku on 7 August for the last four days.  I'd hate to be late when he's making such a humongous journey.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've got the perfect wild camp here., aided by a strong breeze which keeps the little (and large) biting blighters at bay.  (Midges and `clegs' - clegs are a kind of Scottish horsefly which actually take small lumps out of you when they bite, they do draw blood!)  I'm sitting on a large rock outside my tent on a beautiful evening, a bubbling burn just 50 m away for water, and nobody for miles to disturb the peace.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And all in the backdrop of An Teallach.  I retraced my steps here from Corrie Hallie, having called in at the Stepping Stones" arts and crafts shop, hoping to find a tea shop or cafe.  Sadly there was nothing - in fact Corrie Hallie consists solely of the Stepping Stones place.  However, a lovely lady called Janet gave me a cup of coffee and a plate of biscuits, and revived my spirits enough to propel me back up to this lovely haven.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sat 2 August, Ullapool&lt;br&gt;
Here I am at Ullapool, last place to take on provisions for 8 days until the tiny hamlet of Kinlochbervie just two days from Cape wrath.  Having an extra night's stopover here, allowing me to dry out before the final push.  I've decided to revisit the country to the north and west of here, taking in Stac Pollaiah (pron Polly), Suliven and Lochinver on the way to meeting up with Mick.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was a wet traipse of 6.5 miles to Inverlael (pron Inveray, followed by a further fast eight miles up the length of Loch Broom into Ullapool.  The walk was punctuated by an encounter with another lovely lady at Inverael who supplied me with tea and toast.  She had lived in the same house for 77 (yes, seventy seven) years and had no wish to leave it in spite of her two daughters wanting her to move to Ullapool to be close by.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm hoping to revisit this area soon with Helen - the warmth of the people really can take the bite out of the wind - and the midges.  Well, here's hoping for some good weather for this last ten days or so, with a bit more gritting of teeth I may yet see an end to it - just got to remember to keep putting one foot in front of the other!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And so to close, I would like to thank all who have taken an interest in this little project, and all who have given or are giving to the two charities involved.  I hope that Friends for Leisure and East Cheshire Hospice have been able to raise a goodly sum in addition to the contributions attracted directly from our own efforts.  Best wishes to one and all.  Roy
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/08/05/another-blog-from-lochgilphead-to-ullapo-4545077/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-08-02:/2008/08/02/lochgilphead-to-ullapool-4533195/</id><title>Lochgilphead to Ullapool</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/08/02/lochgilphead-to-ullapool-4533195/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-08-02T14:08:06+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:09:33+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi folks&lt;br&gt;
Well, we're nearly there!  This will be the last blog until the man himself writes a final sign-off in ten days or so - the end approaches!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roy has found the last few weeks hard - not physically so much as emotionally.  He's up in the Scottish wilderness now - the part of the walk he most wanted to do - but he's overdosed on incredible views and ready to come home.  Several times he's had to carry enough food for four days because there was no shop or habitation of any kind, which he would have relished if it didn't come at the end of several months "on the go".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Following the trend over the course of this walk, he has had more extremes of weather, with scorching hot days and muggy nights.  The midges and ticks have been a real problem in spite of the Jungle Formula I've been sending him, and as you will see from the photos below, his silly hat has come into its own.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A friend of ours, Mick, has bravely volunteered to meet Roy at Kylesku (I hope you've all got a good map) on 7 August, walk the last four days with him and then drive him home on 12 or 13 August.  So maybe Mick will put in a guest appearance on the final photos.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Here are the latest photos, but as usual I don't know where they are.  Roy did mention a particularly dangerous ledge above a cliff, so maybe that's the one with a bit of boot on it.  All for now, H&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1487/2703929" title="IMGP1487"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/929/2703929_77a4c8d4ac_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1487" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1496/2703930" title="IMGP1496"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/930/2703930_e2a350e44a_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1496" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1501/2703931" title="IMGP1501"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/931/2703931_f3f8916e58_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1501" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1513/2703932" title="IMGP1513"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/932/2703932_7b5a8b0783_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1513" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1516/2703934" title="IMGP1516"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/934/2703934_c6c5b3b0c1_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1516" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/08/02/lochgilphead-to-ullapool-4533195/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-07-18:/2008/07/18/arran-to-lochgilphead-4464534/</id><title>Arran to Lochgilphead</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/07/18/arran-to-lochgilphead-4464534/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-07-18T12:17:43+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:19:15+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Just had a letter and sd card from Roy.  Here's an extract from the letter:&lt;br&gt;
"Rain, rain, rain!  The trouble with showers in bonnie Scotland is that they last such a long time - like measured in days!  And the trouble with too much rain is the creeping damp you get in the tent.  The major concern is keeping the sleeping gear dry.  If this gets wet, then - no sleep.  No sleep - ultimately leads to failure.  And so I go to great lengths to limit "cross contamination" between wet things and dry.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today I took the chance to wash a few things through.  Got away with most things except my cotton shorts, underpants, walking trousers and silk liner for the sleeping bag.  Wore my underpants on my head for a while to use body head to dry them, and wrapped my sleeping bag liner round my body.  Soggy boots are still causing a problem but now I've got the waterproof socks, maybe they will help."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1424/2668639" title="IMGP1424"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/639/2668639_a2998919a4_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1424" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Back to Helen.  I think these two photos are taken from the ferry to (or from)Arran, and on the top of Goat Fell on Arran.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1459/2668641" title="IMGP1459"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/641/2668641_68d707a2ce_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1459" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1448/2668640" title="IMGP1448"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/640/2668640_4548da5981_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1448" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roy seems determined to cheer himself up by showing us that it doesn't rain ALL the time, and by wearing his silly hat at every opportunity.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1482/2668645" title="IMGP1482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/645/2668645_0391110d4a_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1482" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1480/2668644" title="IMGP1480"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/644/2668644_022f2e0f1e_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1480" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He's looking forward to getting up in the "big hills" near Fort William, then it's the final leg from Fort William to Cape Wrath.  He's getting a bit homesick, but hopefully now I've sent him the waterproof socks, they will give him a boost!  Helen&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/07/18/arran-to-lochgilphead-4464534/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-07-14:/2008/07/14/kirk-yetholm-to-arran-4446243/</id><title>Kirk Yetholm to Arran</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/07/14/kirk-yetholm-to-arran-4446243/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-07-14T13:48:26+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:59:15+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi folks&lt;br&gt;
I've just received an sd card from Roy, but as usual, no clues as to where any of the photos are, so we'll just have to guess.&lt;br&gt;
He has gone west at speed, mainly because there's not much point hanging about in the rain!  His boots are causing concern because of the problems of being permanently wet, leading to an increased danger of blisters.  Also, occasionally a campsite owner or farmer's wife has taken the boots away to dry, but is suspected of drying them too fast, leading to cracking etc.  Roy suspects that they are actually leaking now, but doesn't want to buy new ones this trip.  He's talked to a cyclist who has recommended "sealskinz" socks which claim to be completely waterproof.  I've ordered a pair for Roy to try, so he may end up being the only person to attempt the Scottish Highlands in leaky boots but waterproof socks!  On the bright side, he is very pleased with his tent.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1435/2659092" title="IMGP1435"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/092/2659092_69d1e5dff7_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1435" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1425/2659080" title="IMGP1425"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/080/2659080_b48c4199a9_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1425" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He insists that I show you that when he can buy fresh food (eg broccoli) he eats very well, even if it does all have to be cooked and eaten from one pan!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roy came across this post, and explanation, along his Southern Upland Way route.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1428/2659081" title="IMGP1428"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/081/2659081_7a46bbd5b8_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1428" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1429/2659090" title="IMGP1429"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/090/2659090_694979e630_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1429" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Roy's route has taken him through Jedburgh (maybe this is Jedburgh Castle??), Traquair, Tibbie Shiels (highest inn in Scotland), Beattock, Brattleburn (good bothy), Wanlockhead (youth hostel)and Sanquhar.  With his love of trees, he obviously thought this one was worth a photo.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1420/2659076" title="IMGP1420"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/076/2659076_f2bec6114d_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1420" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1403/2659188" title="IMGP1403"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/188/2659188_a94cbe7384_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1403" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;From Sanquhar, there was a bit of a change of plan.  The Southern Upland Way (and Roy's planned route) heads south, then west then north in three sides of a square.  Roy, after several days of continuous rain, decided he wasn't keen on this plan, so asked me to look for a route straight across.  Well, the only possibility was forty miles of wriggley forestry tracks - not a good idea.  The only possibility, that is, except for a short bus ride.  So, in the interests of expediency, the bus won.  After five or six weeks delay for medical reasons in Macclesfield, Roy was anxious to get up into the Scottish Highlands ASAP rather than get "bogged down" in the border regions.  So, he is now on Arran.  Having climbed Goat Fell, he will spend tonight with friends Joe and Linda who live on Arran and will hopefully let him have a shower and wash his socks.  Then tomorrow he sets off on the ferry from Lochranza to Kintyre.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/07/14/kirk-yetholm-to-arran-4446243/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-07-04:/2008/07/04/end-of-the-pennine-way-4403325/</id><title>End of the Pennine Way!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/07/04/end-of-the-pennine-way-4403325/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-07-04T14:18:06+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:05:24+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1378/2658961" title="IMGP1378"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/961/2658961_4d1113541a_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1378" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1379/2658955" title="IMGP1379"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/955/2658955_044eb958b6_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1379" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Roy has reached the end of the Pennine Way and "turned left" to head west along the border country.  These photos are from when I went up to visit him near Hadrian's Wall (B and b of course - I've not braved the tent yet).  We stayed in a farmhouse with a pheasant in the garden and house martins in a nest just outside the bedroom window.  Met two Roman soldiers on Hadrian's Wall.  He's since sent me a page to type up (below).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Well troops, it turned out that getting going again was every bit as hard on the old heart strings as I knew it would be and the long medical saga made it even worse.  Still, here I am with one standard and one long  day (27 miles) to the end of the Pennine Way.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have just renewed my insoles, so I'll be watching for blisters like a hawk!  I had to change them sooner rather than later - the old ones were disintegrating and Helen said they smelled!  As if!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have made some adjustments to my food and water carrying arrangements which I hope will speed things along a bit.  The food side will make breaking camp simpler and quicker, while the water arrangements mean I can drink on the move without stopping to take off the rucksack.  (OK OK, stop yawning at the back).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Highlights so far?  Hawes is a beaut little town, Tan Hill pub is a "must return", and generally, the good local beers along the way have been excellent - no need to force down the mass produced chemical cobblers from the big names.  Low lights?  Too much damp for too long will test the spirits of anyone - but then it's so good to get the chance to dry out.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So my advice to everyone out there is - never miss a chance to get in the dry, and keep off chemical beer.  All for now, Roy"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's Helen again now.  After writing that, Roy did get to the end of the PW, but with an exciting 27 mile final day.  The last leg is the hardest because it is the most remote - no habitation at all until Kirk Yetholm.  He did it on 1 July, which was the hottest day of the year so far, and he had run out of water by the time he got there!  A lesson to be learnt I think.  Needless to say, he had two days in KY to recover but he's speeding west now.  H
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/07/04/end-of-the-pennine-way-4403325/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-06-21:/2008/06/21/gargrave-to-hawes-4344392/</id><title>Gargrave to Hawes</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/06/21/gargrave-to-hawes-4344392/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-06-21T16:02:48+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:04:50+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi folks&lt;br&gt;
I've now got the first SD card from Roy on "phase 2" of his traipse.  For some unknown reason I now seem to have been allocated more photo space on this blog, so maybe I won't have to keep deleting old photos from now on. (I wish I understood blogs!)  Some of the photos are "pre-Gargrave" so should have appeared in the last entry, but I didn't have them then.  For instance, these must be where the Pennine Way crossed the M62:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1261/2607512" title="IMGP1261"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/512/2607512_fee9d66a6b_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1261" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1260/2607551" title="IMGP1260"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/551/2607551_49e5920b97_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1260" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I don't get any information about where these photos were taken, so your guess is as good as mine as to where Roy was wearing his silly sun hat.  Maybe he's just trying to demonstrate that the phase 2 weather is a big improvement on phase 1!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1279/2607510" title="IMGP1279"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/510/2607510_89d6cd0745_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1279" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I suppose I could work out from the map where this one was taken:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1290/2607552" title="IMGP1290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/552/2607552_431ad08d55_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1290" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I also have no idea where he found this old fashioned sweetshop, but I'd like to know what he was doing in a sweetshop anyway!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1288/2607509" title="IMGP1288"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/509/2607509_2b92d8958e_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1288" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The route from Gargrave was up through Malham, walking for a few days with a fellow backpacker he met along the way.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1297/2607553" title="IMGP1297"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/553/2607553_cf3aff40c7_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1297" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
After Malham there was Horton-in-Ribblesdale, then Hawes, where Roy has picked up his next batch of maps that I've sent him Poste Restante.&lt;br&gt;
Everything seems to have gone fairly well with phase 2 so far.  No trouble with blisters, not too much rain or too much sun, plenty of good campsites and a good tent.  Next bulletin will probably be from Kirk Yetholm at the top of the Pennine Way.&lt;br&gt;
Bye for now, Helen
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/06/21/gargrave-to-hawes-4344392/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-06-17:/2008/06/17/at-last-edale-to-gargrave-4327759/</id><title>At last - Edale to Gargrave</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/06/17/at-last-edale-to-gargrave-4327759/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-06-17T17:02:00+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:39:30+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;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).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/pict8830/2598918" title="PICT8830"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/918/2598918_56fb72c1dc_s.jpeg" alt="PICT8830" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/pict8828/2598917" title="PICT8828"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/917/2598917_59c16ea129_s.jpeg" alt="PICT8828" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;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!).  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;More info whenever he sends me an SD card from the camera.  Helen
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/06/17/at-last-edale-to-gargrave-4327759/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-05-16:/2008/05/16/another-another-half-time-blog-by-roy-4182953/</id><title>Another another Half-time Blog by Roy</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/05/16/another-another-half-time-blog-by-roy-4182953/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-05-16T18:52:53+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T18:52:53+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Aaaarrgh...... aaaaaaaarrrrgh!&lt;br&gt;
I feel like I’m wading through treacle – I’ve fallen into a medics man trap!&lt;br&gt;
I went to the docs last week to get some pills for a minor problem, or so I thought, but instead I’ve ended up with an appointment at Macc General to see another medic.&lt;br&gt;
I’m sure it will all turn out to be a mistake, I’ll get my pills and be off like a shot.  Problem is the wheels can turn slowly and in roundabout ways so I don’t know exactly how it will pan out, but my target remains to finish this walk by my 60th birthday which is November - will keep you posted.&lt;br&gt;
Thanks for your messages of support, they are much appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stay well everybody – don’t get blisters, and don’t fall into any ‘medics man traps’!&lt;br&gt;
Meanwhile, here are a few photos to remind you of the weather in April!       Roy.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1041/2531895" title="IMGP1041"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/895/2531895_4c90e587d9_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1041" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1092/2531894" title="IMGP1092"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/894/2531894_e09779fcad_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1092" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1115/2531893" title="IMGP1115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/893/2531893_289347f62f_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1115" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1107/2531892" title="IMGP1107"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/892/2531892_b7cd9e7e05_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1107" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/05/16/another-another-half-time-blog-by-roy-4182953/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-05-11:/2008/05/11/another-half-time-blog-by-roy-in-maccles-4158924/</id><title>Another Half-time Blog by Roy in Macclesfield</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/05/11/another-half-time-blog-by-roy-in-maccles-4158924/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-05-11T11:23:20+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:23:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;er...ahem....  .... ahem, hmm, er... umm, what I’m trying to say is, ... er, I’m feeling like a bit of a twerp – I’m still here. I should be half way up the Pennine Way by now, but instead I’m gazing into a grisly looking hole in the back of my heel, wondering how long it will take to fill itself in.&lt;br&gt;
I did start again last Monday, and made it to Edale.  But I’d made a big mistake in changing the insoles in my boots.  I had changed them for all singing all dancing, impact resisting, high cushioning, iron your socks, bank account depleting new insoles guaranteed to whizz me up hill and down dale with virtually no effort.  And I think they did for the first couple of hours.&lt;br&gt;
As the day went on, a little itch turned into a fiery problem on each foot, and by the time I limped into Edale and unpicked my socks out of the holes I knew I’d have to rest up for a few days.&lt;br&gt;
The new insole is a lot thicker than the original, and I think lifts the back of my heel into conflict with my boot – only one winner – not me.&lt;br&gt;
What makes me mad with myself is that the original insole/boot/sock combination had performed perfectly well for the previous 600 miles or so – what possessed me to change the arrangement?&lt;br&gt;
When I finally get started again I know which insoles I’ll be using!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stay well everybody – don’t get blisters!             Roy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/05/11/another-half-time-blog-by-roy-in-maccles-4158924/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-05-01:/2008/05/01/half-time-blog-by-roy-in-macclesfield-4118530/</id><title>Half-time Blog by Roy in Macclesfield</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/05/01/half-time-blog-by-roy-in-macclesfield-4118530/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-05-01T14:11:01+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:17:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Well, home for a short while, so I’ve been given the job of writing my own blog – life can be very hard!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Looking back over the last couple of months, I feel almost overdosed in beauty.  From sumptuous, soft green rolling low hills to the harsh and wild remoteness of our high moors and white peaks.... white?  Did I say white??&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1103/2500733" title="IMGP1103"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/733/2500733_1b7eac26ce_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1103" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Now there was a sneaky double cross by the weather department!  Having had a ‘no show’ winter until the end of Feb, I was lulled into feeling that a nice warm spring was next up.  Well that little dream soon went out of the window with the 80mph gale which greeted us when we arrived at Lands End!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0472/2500727" title="IMGP0472"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/727/2500727_0a9f6c21b2_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0472" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One of my favourite photos is the one of Helen decked out in full winter gear and including ski mask.  Lucky the forecast came in time to warn us so she took the mask, Helen is not good with high wind in the eyeballs.  But the sea-scapes along the north Cornish coast in those conditions really were breathtaking.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The walking has never been easy with a pack weight of nearly 40lbs, and sometimes has been hard – very hard.  But never (except below) outside the realms of enjoyable, after all, if you go after the easy life you don’t take up walking of any description, let alone hill walking with a full pack.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The only time when I didn’t enjoy it was after Nick went home with Caz and the girls on a day visit, having accompanied me for the best part of a week from mid to north Wales.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1089/2500732" title="IMGP1089"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/732/2500732_ab9394ec21_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1089" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1117/2500734" title="IMGP1117"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/734/2500734_2ec8a39943_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1117" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I don’t know for certain, but I think the combination of being so close to home, sudden loss of the company of my family, frustration at impeded footpaths and sheer exhaustion led to what I can only imagine was an emotional breakdown.  I had battled on for two days after they left and suddenly found myself feeling unable to carry on.  On the western edge of the Clocaenog Forest I sat down in an untidy heap and resolved that this was it, as far as I go, finish, done.  But the problem of how to get home?  That could wait until I’d had something to eat.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;During lunch of biltong, nuts and raisins, a bar of chocolate and swallow of water I morphed into a version of Gollum in Mordor.  The setting was just perfect for it too, dark pine forest stretching over the horizon, dark brooding sky, and homely comforts a long way off.  And there were the two voices in my head –the voice of doom and darkness, ‘give it up, what the hell’; the voice of hope and light ‘no, another push, keep on’.... back and forth.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Even at the time I thought of the Gollum story, but was too far gone to smile at the ridiculousness of the situation.  In the end the voice of hope and reason proposed a compromise.  A thumbed lift into Denbigh then a bus ride to Ruthin skipped over the Forest, leaving a short walk down to Graig-fechan and a camp for the night.&lt;br&gt;
It was a close run thing, and makes me realise that I am not the fiercely independent type I may have thought.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I subsequently re-learned the lesson that you cannot drop off jogging for 3 years and take it up again as if you never stopped.  Even handing over my rucksack for Helen to bring back didn’t make me fly along the Cheshire canals, I was soon reduced to running 200 paces, walking 200 etc.  I had to get Helen to pick me up near Congleton, and go back a couple of days later to finish off, but the weather was kind and the walk peaceful – until I came to the collapsed wall just before Macc.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So looking back, it was good preparation for the next phase, starting Monday.  A major problem has been ironed out (I’ve now got a tent which will actually support life, not snuff it out!), and some minor tweaks carried out (eg, taking a cut down pot brush).&lt;br&gt;
Since I’ve fought my way past polar bears and stone trolls, forest goblins and the odd dragon (plus a week old black lamb with a particularly mean look in its eye), I have no fears for the next two thirds of the journey.  Except home sickness, which is what I have feared from the very start.  I’m sure I’ll grow out of it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stay well everybody&lt;br&gt;
Roy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/05/01/half-time-blog-by-roy-in-macclesfield-4118530/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-04-24:/2008/04/24/machynlleth-to-ruthin-4087282/</id><title>Machynlleth to Ruthin</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/24/machynlleth-to-ruthin-4087282/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-04-24T10:13:14+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T10:13:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Roy's son Nick met him in Machynlleth to keep him company for a few days.  They walked to a farm site just below Cader Idris and camped for the first night, but Nick was even less impressed with the tent than Roy!  Don't anybody buy a North Face Particle 13.&lt;br&gt;
The next day they went over Cader Idris and stayed in Penrhos bothy, which, according to Nick, was an improvement on the tent.  Then a very long trek to Talsarnau, near Portmeirion.  By the end of that day, Nick was having problems with his knees, so they stayed bed and breakfast and then had a couple of shorter days to Bryn Gwynant Youth Hostel followed by Pen -y- Pass Youth Hostel.  Caroline (Roy's daughter, for those of you who don't know) then met them at Pont Pen-y-Glenglog with her two year old twins and spent a few hours with them before taking Nick back home to Leeds.  It was great for Roy, catching up with the family again.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Since being left on his own again, Roy has walked over the tops to a campsite at Llanwrst and is today (24 April) speeding towards Ruthin.  He's had one of his "brainwaves"!  When he gets to Chester, he wants me to meet him very early in the morning with his running shoes and a daysack of sandwiches etc.  I am to bring the tent and the heavy rucksack back to Macclesfield and he will jog home!  Whether he'll manage it all in one day I don't know.  He's not even going by the direct route, because he hates running on tarmac so he's making use of the canal system down towards Nantwich, then looping over the top of Crewe to Kidsgrove, then up to Congleton and so back to good old Macc.  I did tell you at the beginning of this blog that he's crazy, didn't I?  I think the plan is that he will then have a few days rest before continuing, so he can write his own entry next week. H
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/24/machynlleth-to-ruthin-4087282/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-04-18:/2008/04/18/llandovery-to-machynlleth-4062178/</id><title>Llandovery to Machynlleth</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/18/llandovery-to-machynlleth-4062178/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-04-18T16:11:08+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:11:08+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Well, I've got some photos now, but no notes, so I'll do my best to get you up to date.&lt;br&gt;
In the last post, I told you how Roy had ended up in a river when he decided to play stepping stones.  What I didn't know at the time was that he had hurt his leg, and the pain got steadily worse over the next couple of days.  He stayed one night at Dolgoch bunkhouse (in the middle of nowhere), then managed to get to a bothy, Moel Prysgau (also in the middle of nowhere, see photo).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp1010/2477205" title="IMGP1010"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/205/2477205_97df167e18_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP1010" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
At this point, he realised he needed a long rest, but had no signal and was worried that I might call out the emergency services if I had no contact for a couple more days.  So he dragged himself back to Dolgoch to use their landline to tell me the plan, then back to the bothy where he holed up for a couple of nights with his leg propped up.  Luckily, it did more or less recover, so he was then able to get to Pontrhydfendigaid and stay bed and breakfast to have a comfortable rest.  From there he was back on track to another bothy (much preferred to his draughty tent) followed by a farm site just below Machynlleth.  Yesterday he met up with Nick (son) in Machynlleth, so the plan is to do Snowdonia together.  Caroline (daughter) is planning to meet up with them on Tuesday with Lily and Daisy, her two year old twins, so Roy and Nick have to have reached "somewhere sensible" by then!&lt;br&gt;
Here are a few photos, but I can't tell you anything about them.  Can anybody identify the bird of prey?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0986/2477067" title="IMGP0986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/067/2477067_5782d37b22_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0986" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
As you can see, it's still snowy in the mountains, and Roy keeps demanding to know when spring will arrive.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0944/2477069" title="IMGP0944"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/069/2477069_4172b15f47_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0944" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/18/llandovery-to-machynlleth-4062178/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-04-10:/2008/04/10/monmouth-to-llandovery-4025714/</id><title>Monmouth to Llandovery</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/10/monmouth-to-llandovery-4025714/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-04-10T15:24:37+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T15:24:37+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Roy has had a few adventures since Monmouth.  With about four miles to go to Abergavenny, he followed a really squishy track down to a wide stream, with no bridge of any sort or stepping stones, about 18" deep by 5 feet across.  Nothing for it but to take off boots and socks, put on crocs and get wading.  That part was OK, but the path on the other side of the stream was itself a stream come mud slide.  Clad in shorts and crocs, he had to scramble through mud, water and nettles until he finally hit a road.  He normally hates tarmac, but on this occasion it was quite a relief!  The locals gave him a few strange looks in the town, bare legged and covered in mud and scratches.  Luckily he was booked in to the Backpackers Hostel in Abergavenny, where he made straight for the showers!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The next day was a long one.  Roy arrived at the supposed campsite by Talybont reservoir, only to find a building site in its place!  Totally exhausted, he had to plod on for another two miles to a site at Talybont-on-Usk.  After discovering that they had a pub and a cafe there serving good hot meals, he decided to have a "rest day" the next day to prepare himself for the Brecon Beacons.  At this point, snow and low night-time temperatures were forecast, but never mind.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After his day's rest, Roy did really well - 4.5 hours from the campsite to the top of Pen-y-Fan.  Now, plan A was that he would stay one night at the Llwyn-y-Celyn youth hostel half way along the Beacons, so I had rung the YHA but been told there was no availability.  On hearing this, Roy had decided that, if he turned up at about 5 pm on a very cold night, they would let him sleep on the floor.  So this was plan B.  In the event, he had to resort to plan C: a very cold night in the ice and snow camped in a draughty tent in the garden of the youth hostel which was completely closed!  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Luckily I earned lots of brownie points the next day by finding him  a bed at Dulwich College Adventure Centre at Craig-y-nos, a day's walk from the youth hostel.  I got the impression that they don't normally offer bed and breakfast to lone walkers, but they made an exception for Roy.  He never saw a soul all the time he was there, but let himself in to a lovely warm en-suite room for £13, with quiche and sandwiches left out for him and cereal and bread for the morning - luxury!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The next day a refreshed Roy set off for a glorious walk over the hills until, about five miles from his destination, he came to a river, about four or five paces wide, with big rocks scattered about in likely looking places - bound to be a place to skip across.  Unfortunately he must have misjudged the slipperyness of one of the rocks - result, a damp Roy, in fact, wet up to his waist.  At that point the rain and hail started, but he was wet anyway.  Luckily, as the forecast was again for a wintry night, I had booked him into a b and b in Myddfai, just south of Llandovery.  Maybe the owners wished they hadn't accepted the booking when they saw him standing bedraggled on their doorstep, but they were very good about confiscating his wet clothes and producing them next morning in a rather drier state.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;From Llandovery it was a question of restocking with food because the next few days will involve travelling through remote areas - no more shops for three days.  The mobile phone has also gone very quiet, out of signal area, so he'll have to manage without backup for a while.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/10/monmouth-to-llandovery-4025714/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-04-03:/2008/04/03/minehead-to-monmouth-3991156/</id><title>Minehead to Monmouth</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/03/minehead-to-monmouth-3991156/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-04-03T16:08:11+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:11:34+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Roy had a brilliant rough camp on the Quantocks, with the deer for company.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/deer_on_the_quantocks/2448262" title="Deer on the Quantocks"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/262/2448262_8840ded929_s.jpeg" alt="Deer on the Quantocks" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
By the way, in case any of you are wondering why the photos keep disappearing, it's because I'm only allowed 10 Mb of photos at any one time, so when I put new ones on I have to delete old ones.&lt;br&gt;
The next day he made rapid progress into Bridgwater - once on the ridge he stayed on the ridge, unlike the coastal path with its constant ups and downs.  He's just beginning to think he might be getting a little bit fitter, and the 37 lb backpack doesn't feel quite so heavy.&lt;br&gt;
Roy got to Cheddar campsite for last Friday night (28/3), and Max, (nephew for those who don't know), collected him on Saturday, took him to his place in Bradford on Avon for the weekend, then delivered him back to Cheddar on Monday morning.   So Roy had a luxurious weekend off, being waited on hand and foot. (He won't get that treatment when he gets home!)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/cheddar/2448263" title="Cheddar"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/263/2448263_9f9e336db6_s.jpeg" alt="Cheddar" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
From Cheddar, the route took Roy to the area around Bristol International airport, but there was absolutely no campsite or reasonably priced accommodation round there so he had to detour to the youth hostel in the centre of Bristol, where he made a new friend.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/roy_making_friends/2448264" title="Roy making friends"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/264/2448264_145608f502_s.jpeg" alt="Roy making friends" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
From there, it was a windy walk over the Severn Road Bridge and so into Wales.  Sorry, I can't find a way of turning this round!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/testing_the_wind_speed/2448266" title="Testing the wind speed"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/266/2448266_3d1cf9e61c_s.jpeg" alt="Testing the wind speed" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After an overnight camp, it was a stroll along the Wye valley on the Offa's Dyke path, to meet me in Monmouth.  It's a relatively easy drive to Monmouth from Macclesfield, so we met up at lunchtime to explore the town and then stayed the night in a lovely b and b.  This morning I drove back home and Roy continued on to Abergavenny.  It was lovely to see him again, although difficult saying goodbye.  He is enjoying the experience, with the highlight being all the dawn choruses!&lt;br&gt;
The merino wool mid-layer From Divide and Conker is absolutely brilliant - Roy took a photo of himself wearing it, but unfortunately it came out blurred so you'll have to wait a bit longer to see it!  H
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/04/03/minehead-to-monmouth-3991156/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-03-26:/2008/03/26/boscastle-to-minehead-3944358/</id><title>Boscastle to Minehead</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/03/26/boscastle-to-minehead-3944358/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-03-26T16:28:32+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:28:32+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi folks&lt;br&gt;
Roy is plodding on, just booked into Minehead Youth Hostel for the night.  Unfortunately the parcel he sent me a week ago first class has not arrived, so it looks likely that his diary notes and SD card (as well as his dirty washing) are lost forever.  So no new photos.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The weather is still not good - bitterly cold down there, with very strong winds which have affected him in his &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; well ventilated North Face Particle 13 tent.  In all the reviews it came out as the best one man lightweight tent, but..... brrrr!  I have been in touch with a company called "Divide &amp; Conker", and they have very kindly volunteered to supply him with a merino wool base layer free of charge.  So.... please give them your custom, they're on the net!  We'll let you know how he gets on with it later, and maybe post a picture of him wearing it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Accommodation has continued to be a mixture of camping, youth hostels and bed and breakfasts when very cold and no hostels around!  From Boscastle he continued round the coast: Widemounth Bay, Bude, Elmscott Youth Hostel (near Hartland Point), Clovelly, Bideford, past Barnstaple as quickly as possible (didn't like), Mortehoe, Coombe Martin, Lynton, Portlock and on to Minehead Youth Hostel.  Tomorrow he follows the coast a bit further then swings inland to cross the Quantock Hills.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks for all your messages of support - Roy does appreciate them. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now 26 March (next day) and two packages from Roy have arrived together, along with a wind-up phone charger so here are a few photos:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As you can see, Roy was living dangerously on this occasion.  He assures me that he did consider very carefully whether to direct the opening of the tent towards or away from the sheer cliff face!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/569/2432569_d6f3cedce1_s.jpeg" alt="Living dangerously" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;David Bailey?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/567/2432567_51aed5201e_s.jpeg" alt="David Bailey?" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Is this sunrise or sunset?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/570/2432570_84bdf1e898_s.jpeg" alt="Sun rise or set?" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A bit damp?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/566/2432566_4ce07e94a3_s.jpeg" alt="Roy feeling a bit damp" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/03/26/boscastle-to-minehead-3944358/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-03-17:/2008/03/17/newquay-to-boscastle-3895898/</id><title>Newquay to Boscastle</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/03/17/newquay-to-boscastle-3895898/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-03-17T17:46:47+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:15:56+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;This section of Roy's walk has been dominated by the weather.  On Monday 10 March, the day the storms hit Cornwall, here is an extract from his diary:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"After waving Helen off to drive back up north, set off in the hyped up storm.  It almost lived up to the hype.  Could tell it was a good breeze when, anchored on top of Trevelgue Head for photo across Newquay Bay, I found it difficult to draw breath unless I turned the back of my head to the wind.&lt;br&gt;
Anyway, knowing there was a good breeze out, and heeding all warnings (well most anyway) from the various authorities about keeping clear of harbour walls and cliff tops etc, I decided to stay well away from the edge as I walked.  But the cliff decided to sidle closer to me.  I could see that about ten paces in front, the path would be within half a yard of the edge, and a bit of avoidance action would be needed.  Just then, this stiff breeze, maybe a bit miffed because it was blowing onto my back and therefore not affecting my breathing, decided to give me a mighty shove from behind.  Quick thinking saved the day.  After two involuntary steps, the cliff edge was closing rapidly from the left.  I threw myself down and to my right.  A smart piece of thinking this, since my first sky dive was awaiting from the left and I didn't have a parachute handy.  But the force of the wind and the inertia of the rucksack caused me to bounce off my right shoulder, roll face down and come to rest on my left shoulder with my face to the wind and the rucksack downslope, pinning me in place and running out of breath.  There was a moment, just a moment, when I didn't know if I was going to stop rolling.  I was able to loosen the rucksack, turn over and breathe, but I must have been a good few minutes before I could move again.  At that point I decided it would have to be a road walk for a while."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Further adventures the next day, when Roy reluctantly decided to abandon the coast in the continuing gale and head inland for Padstow along footpaths.  But he hadn't bargained for the fact that Cornish footpaths are almost completely overgrown with brambles, thorn and broom.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0697/2412333" title="IMGP0697"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/333/2412333_273e43ba97_t.jpeg" alt="IMGP0697" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Armed with his trusty multi-tool he struggled through, shredding his hands in the process and instructing me to complain to the Cornish Footpath Preservation Society!&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0704/2412332" title="IMGP0704"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/332/2412332_cd9a040f22_t.jpeg" alt="IMGP0704" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roy has had to continue bed and breakfasting, partly because of the atrocious weather and partly because most of the youth hostels and camp sites don't open till Easter.  But he's now collected a parcel of a bivvy bag I've sent him "poste restante", so he'll have more flexibility from now on.  Not many good photos this week because of the mist, but the route has been through Padstow, Port Isaac, Tintagel and Boscastle (14 March).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/03/17/newquay-to-boscastle-3895898/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-03-12:/2008/03/12/lands-end-to-newquay-3863994/</id><title>Lands End to Newquay</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/03/12/lands-end-to-newquay-3863994/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-03-12T13:46:27+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:53:50+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi folks&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0469/2401431" title="IMGP0469"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/431/2401431_e3d251182b_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0469" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Just got back from my week with Roy in Cornwall, walking from Lands End to Newquay.  It was a great week, but I'm very glad I've escaped just as the biggest storm of the year was starting to hit the south west!  More of that next week when I get the next chunk of information from Roy.  He's writing a day-by-day diary, hoping to publish at the end of the walk, so you'll have to wait a while before you get to read that.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We both found the week strenuous because we hadn't had time to get fit before we set off and the coastal path in some areas consists of a short walk along the cliffs, killer-steps or steep path down to sea level, killer-steps back up to the cliff, repeat, repeat, repeat....  Roy had to keep reminding himself that this is the cushy part of the walk.  Scenery was wild and magnificent - angry white foamy seas crashing on rugged rocks - and that was before the storm!  I can only upload a few photos at a time so have a look at them.  I'll have to overwrite them to make room for others each time Roy sends me the SD card from the camera.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Little acts of kindness mean so much on this kind of trip, like the hotelier who felt sorry for us and let us in for a coffee even though they were really closed.  The bed and breakfast stops varied from excellent to absolutely dire, all adding to the fun.  One was so bad that we didn't like putting our belongings on the carpet in case they got dirty!  The plan is for Roy to camp and youth hostel from now on, but there are only two problems with that - the 80mph winds and the fact that most of the youth hostels and campsites don't open till Easter.  More next time!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;During the week we saw plenty of wild-life.  Kestrels, buzzards, sanderling, oyster-catcher, skylarks, a giant furry caterpillar, a newt/lizard (don't know the difference), about forty basking seals, and a robin that ate out of Roy's hand (honestly).  The scenery really was incredible, food for the soul.  And the feeling of satisfaction is enormous as you watch the bit of coast you walked a couple of days ago disappearing from the distant horizon.  I'm just beginning to understand why Roy needs to do this trip all in one go, not in lots of disjointed bits.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Next instalment when I have more news.  H&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0480/2401432" title="IMGP0480"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/432/2401432_a733834516_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0480" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0567/2401453" title="IMGP0567"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/453/2401453_a03fe83087_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0567" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0489/2401433" title="IMGP0489"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/433/2401433_e8a6a5e50f_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0489" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/imgp0519/2401434" title="IMGP0519"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data3.blog.de/media/434/2401434_bba419187e_s.jpeg" alt="IMGP0519" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/03/12/lands-end-to-newquay-3863994/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:roys-walk.blog.co.uk,2008-01-29:/2008/01/29/what_s_it_all_about~3649412/</id><title>What's it all about?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://roys-walk.blog.co.uk/2008/01/29/what_s_it_all_about~3649412/"/><author><name>HelenHiggins</name></author><published>2008-01-29T14:30:39+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:22:42+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Roy (my 59 year old hubbie) is a bit crazy.  From the beginning of March, he's about to embark on his lifetime ambition - to walk (or traipse, as he calls it) the length of the country over as many mountains as possible, avoiding roads, carrying his tent and his little cooking stove on his back.  The trip is likely to take five or six months, so the idea of this blog is to keep you all up to date with his adventures. &lt;br&gt;
Preparations are well under way.  I am going to walk with him for the first week, so that will be a gentle introduction to the trip for him, having to travel at my pace!  It will also be more comfortable for that week, staying in bed and breakfast establishments - I don't do tents!&lt;br&gt;
For those of you who don't know, Roy is walking to support two very worthwhile charities:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;East Cheshire Hospice&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Friends for Leisure (a small charity which helps children with disabilities to join in with mainstream leisure activities)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you would like to support this venture, please either contact East Cheshire Hospice (various methods on their website:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.eastcheshirehospice.org.uk"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eastcheshirehospice.org.uk"&gt;http://www.eastcheshirehospice.org.uk&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
or pledge some dosh via a message on this blog.  If you send a cheque, please make it payable to East Cheshire Hospice and mark it "Roy's Walk" so that the money will be split between the two charities - thanks.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All for now, but when I work out how to post photos I'll add a few - I'm new to blogging!
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