Pennine Way. Epic Fail.
I will write this like one of those films where you get the ending first, then we go back to the start to see how we ended up there. So, I didn't finish the Pennine Way. I stopped at Horton-in-Ribblesdale yesterday morning. Since getting home I have made good progress... I can now get up from chairs on my own, and no longer have to crawl down the stairs on my backside! Wednesday 15th: Got the train to Berwick-on-Tweed, then a taxi to Town Yetholm. Set up at the campsite, made some food and settled down for an early night at about 9pm. Forgot that I am actually in Scotland, hence midges! Nice campsite though. The night before Thursday 16th: Set the alarm for 4am, tent packed away and ready to go by about half past (having fought with more midges) then wandered across the river to Kirk Yetholm and the start of the Pennine Way at 4:45. At the start - the "already bedraggled" look is deliberate So off I went, out of Yetholm in some slight drizzle and off on the