This morning started out drizzly and damp, I fought hard to remain cheerful but it is hard to smile when the weather is frowning.
So I sang May songs:
Winter time is gone and past Oh,
Summer time is here at last Oh…
Still it rained
For Summer is a coming in
And winters gone away Oh.
Still it rained
To keep my spirits up I applied the number one rule in ‘Grahams Walking Manual’, i.e.,never pass a tea shop without calling in.
‘Sit by my radiator, it will warm you up’, insisted the tea lady. ‘Have a free sample of our flapjack’. I must add that to my list of rules…..never turn down free flapjack.
Whilst sipping my tea and drying my dripping clothes I noticed a strange phenomena through the window – a small patch of blue sky. After my second cup of tea the rain had stopped and things were definitely brightening up.
By around 3 o’clock I was unzipping pit-vents in my coat and even lowering the side vent-zips in my waterproof trousers. I was warm and dry and the sun was shining. Hooray! As the sun came out so did the people: walkers, runners dog walkers etc. The walk into lovely Lancaster got quite busy.
I spoke to one chap who was training for the three peaks walk – apparently it’s 24 miles and has 5000 feet of elevation. He said that the record is around 2 and a half hours! Apparently the fell-runners run up the peaks then belt down the slopes at about 20 miles an hour! Madness!
I’m pitched up in a field next to the canal. The sun is shining onto the tent and I can feel its warmth radiating from the fabric.
I should join the Lancashire coastal path for a while tomorrow; just around Morecambe Bay before heading for the Lake District.
I think I must be around half way to John O’Groats. The original length of my planned walk was about 1260 miles but I have modified the track quite a lot as I’ve spotted better routes. I suspect that my remaining distance is something like the 567 miles that I have already walked.
Let’s see what Malcolm the Map Master says………