I am woken by the dawn crowing of roosters. The weather does not look promising, but it’s dry, and I’ll take that. I leave the campsite with a dog walker. He is 90 years old and still hikes up the

My final week on the SWCP, and the weather forecast is grim. I have a short walk today, which is just as well, as two buses to Ilfracombe are cancelled due to staff shortages, meaning a 90 minute wait. Perhaps

A short walk today, so I can linger over breakfast. Rations are a little thin. Then, joy, I discover a piece of squished carrot cake, that I bought yesterday and forgot about. It is a lovely, still morning, and the

It is a damp, misty morning, as I walk back into Braunton, to pick up the path into the marshes. A cheerful splash of colour before the gloom. I’m glad I deferred the marshes until today, wonderfully atmospheric in the

There are no hills to climb today, just a gentle walk along the banks of the River Torridge and River Taw. It should be a nice change of pace, taking me back to the start of my walk, around the