Like any sensible person who’s spent four days warming up for a long distance walk, I took the next day off. There was a logic to my choice. The last four days of the C2C are brutal. They are either extremely long (37 km) or intense. The walk from Richmond to Ingleby Cross is a …
At the end of a 24-hour trip from Canada, I was greeted by the lovely Deborah in her new SUV nicknamed “Veronicar.” She whisked me away to her home with Stu, which is tucked into a Cumbrian dale. There we ate, drank and made merry for three days. Two of those days coincided with a …