passionate about hiking
The homeward leg. Chepstow is just seventeen miles down river. By early evening, we’ll have finally reached ‘Fynwy’ and the end of our adventure. Over breakfast, Harri asked if walking through Wales had made our country seem bigger or smaller … Continued
We’re obviously getting the bug for long-distance hiking because over breakfast we started thinking about other routes we’d like to tackle in the future: perhaps an end to end through Madeira (a gorgeous island that makes Wales look flat) … Continued
After a delicious breakfast of fruit salad, yoghurt, pancakes and maple syrup it was time to bid farewell to Maya and John, Steve and Rachel (who were lucky enough to be staying another few days). I was a little bit … Continued
Thankfully I woke feeling much more optimistic than last night which was a relief to Harri (I’m such a grouch when I’m physically tired!). Spending so much time in rural surroundings has made me realise what a townie I am … Continued
