Six Down - One To Go

Nearly there! Only one more day of this insanity to go - I cannot believe that what started as an idle thought six months ago has proved to be one of the most horrendous experiences of my life. No, not true - it is the most horrendous experience of my life!

We did about eleven miles today between Sedbergh and Shaw End and I only fell over once. Not sure how it happened - I was on my feet one second and flat on my backside the next. No real harm done, just another dent in my pride! My feet are seriously sore and He Who Does Geometrically Wondrous Things With Moleskin is doing a fine job in trying to keep me comfortable.

They Who Know are spending the night with us and the male half is walking the last day with us tomorrow. He's used to people (women) who like walking and are good at it so I'm not entirely sure how he'll cope with someone who needs to pee every five hundred yards, has a good cry at least twice a day and blunders over at the drop of a hat.

At one point today we had the Howgill Fells behind us and the heights of Lakeland in front of us so He Who Is Easily Pleased was in heaven and insisted on a prolonged photo shoot. I shifted my weight from one painful foot to the other, wishing I was anywhere but there.