Day 14

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...

Day 13

We tramped across what they called a ‘grouse more’ today. And did they grouse – so much for the five-minute rule. When we reached the top of Carlton Moor (or Kilimanjaro according to Maggie’s shirt) they were all a bit clapped out. This morning Harvey was looking...

Day 12

Today was very blowy.  Thankfully the wind was at our backs and we finished in record time, pushed along by the tail-end of Hurricane Florence. The word has obviously got out that we are walking for water, as became clear when we ran across this helpfully provided box...

Day 11

Had to drop out again today  – vit’nary’s advice. The team was obviously in danger of getting lost without me, and they had to do some serious map-reading. When I’m there, I just follow my nose. This gave me time to reflect on the disappointingly secular...

Day 10

I’m told my dogblog is attracting a lot of followers and I keep looking round, but never catch sight of them. One of the questions I’m told they are asking is “How can a dog manage to write?” Well, I can’t, of course, and I would have thought that was fairly obvious....