Several familiar faces joined us at the Lion Inn on Blakey Ridge – all very encouraging and supportive.

It’s essential to get plastered from time to time on walks like ours, and the team are well on message. Today wasn’t too hard – just a mere 13 miles to Grosmont.  And it’s our  last leg tomorrow! (Might even be last legs for ‘her’.) Seems hardly possible that two weeks have passed since I started rounding up this oddly assorted group and began dictating my blog.  They’ve kept doggedly on through thick and thin, and I’m really quite proud of them.  Hopefully they can raise lots of money to help provide clean water for people in Tanzania.

We’d be at a loss without Nick and the dog cart moving the luggage about, and providing the occasional hot drink mid-walk. And my friend Trish has looked after me on days when vit’nry wouldn’t let me walk. Even when I insisted.

Incorrect road signs make me wild. I’ve had my slide rule out and I know we’ve done 90% of our 192 miles already.

Still can’t work out this ‘Sheep of the Day’ thing. 

Miles walked – 177

Miles to do – 15

Dog miles – 1,239