Thanks to those of you who have followed our journey! This is my final summary……..
As I rise to Kinder
The mind’s needle locks on… 112 more words
1 day, 13 hours ago
Not the rain but the wind
Engraved itself, acid
Grooves etched on our struggle
Across Pennine paths.
We hung on, braced against
Our poles above Standage; 93 more words
2 days, 13 hours ago
These are the round breasted hills
To the wind’s indifference,
Absorbing the Winter snows
And controlling the rains’
Instinct to scour, clean and flood. 103 more words
3 days, 13 hours ago
Between Wall and mountain lies the forest.
The weald here seems in contrast to the wild, –
The disorder of bog grass and water
Left open to the sky and unsheltered… 160 more words
5 days, 13 hours ago
As the Pennine Way meets Hadrian’s Wall, the Pennine Way walker has to contain a sense of superiority and smug self satisfaction as s(he) meets a larger crowd of people who walk the length of the Wall across the north of England. 138 more words
1 week, 1 day ago
They said this day was just a transition.
Not one of the ‘top ten’, a day of muddy
Farmyards, barking dogs, cowpats and marshes
A last farewell to the Pennines, before… 71 more words
1 week, 2 days ago
Now for a rest day in the rain!
We stepped into the past
The rain shone on the cobbled streets
As children ambled slowly by. 84 more words
1 week, 3 days ago