The scenery today has been absolutely stunning. Sadly not captured by my excellent and heavy camera as the battery was flat. Still I had to carry it all day. I started off the day thinking this is it. This is all I ever want to do. But then shit happened. I spent way more of the day dodging sheep shit than admiring the awesomeness of the scenery. I bless you with only pictures of the awesome scenery. You’re welcome.

Now in case there are any idiots out there learn this from me. When you are hopelessly dependent on some form of satnav to guide you through the world do this one thing. Keep checking it. Don’t do this thing. Blithely disregard it thinking there’s only one path so off we hurtle. I managed an additional 2.5 miles by being an idiot. Don’t be like me.

I ended the day think f**k this shit. I want to go home. But as Scarlett says, tomorrow is another day. Probably much like today.

PS I loved it really.

Only one stupid mile today so that’s an improvement and today’s recommendation is if you’re going to be an idiot do it properly.

After inadvertently, once more, setting off down the wrong path I realised after 5 mins I’d dropped my phone. So I retraced my steps, found my phone, carried on another 10 mins before realising it was the wrong path and going back. Again. It’s a capital T.

It seems like mornings are best. Afternoons develop Tourette’s like symptoms especially when you are walking through fields of thistles and nettles. Admittedly only because I took the wrong left turn.

Tonight I’m off out with Sharon and Phil. That’s Sharon nee Olney for any school friends reading this.

Rainy day today but as they say, necessity is the mother of invention and I am proud to say I have invented a new use for boobs. They provide decent rain cover for phones when you’re trying to navigate by satnav in the rain. There. You can thank me later.

So having walked about 12 miles in drizzle I am sat on a rock at the start of a very steep decline head in hands in some (very minor) despair. Shook myself off and just got on with it and I guess that’s the choice we have in general in life. Head in hands in despair or just get on with it. Remind me of this next time I’m being a pain in the arse.

Maybe you’d like to learn a bit about Offa’s Dyke. Well it’s not what you think. You see back in 770 or thereabouts king Offa who was a monstrous thug and bully, like say Gavin Williamson, Dominic Raab and the rest, to his immense frustration, couldn’t conquer Wales. They must have been well savage. So he built this dyke to I suppose keep them out of England. A bit like Trump and his stupid wall. The dyke is basically a trench and then they use the earth they’ve excavated to build a bank next to it. Some poor buggers had to build this - all 177 miles of it.

A slightly easier day today. Not even 10 miles. Feel a bit of a cheat. But got me one of those boom moments looking out towards the Brecon Beacons where my heart felt like it would burst out of my chest with love for these mountains, all they have seen and all they can hold, if you let them. I’ll be back with them soon ❤️

One of the most enchanting aspects of the walk is the soundscape in particular the call of the sheep (listen to video below) and the skylarks. Sadly today it was accompanied by Swedish House Mafia on repeat in my head ‘Don’t you worry, don’t you worry child. See heaven’s got a plan for you 🎶’

Today was just walking through lanes and fields. I haven’t got much to say so here are a few photos.

Tomorrow looks quite a lot worse in terms of distance and elevation but it’s through the Wye Valley so it will be much more lovely

Sorry peeps. Only 12 miles today. I don’t feel like I’ve suffered enough to bring you joy through my misfortune but hey. It was still a bit of a slog. And I did walk a further mile and a half to bring you a picture of Tintern Abbey cos that’s near where I am staying tonight. So kind of me.

Last nights accommodation was a bit weird. It was the room at the back of someone’s house with no lock. We’ll be right next door if you need anything, as in next room. She knocks and enters ‘did I remember to tell you where the cereal is?’ Yes thank you. He wanders out into the garden and can’t resist a peek. I’m sitting on the bed in T-shirt and knickers. Eek.

Not much going on in my head to be honest. Not sure if that’s a good sign of my peaceful state of mind or the onset of something more sinister about losing marbles. Time will tell.

Here are my pics from today

Here I am at the end of my walk. I’ve walked 100 miles this week which has been a good stretch of my legs. I have to say I am quite sad to be at the end because for all my moaning I have loved it. I consider it a gift to be able to walk on this earth. I love this planet of ours and it has broken my heart to see brown rivers that used to be green and walk through woodlands that know how perilous their future is. And although I am normally lost in the conventional sense I am also always home. It has taken a long journey to get to this place in my heart and mind and whatever I have been through it has all been worth it. So my message is to keep walking your path whatever that is, literally or metaphorically. Signing out. With much love 💕 xxx