Well, Trailtrekker is over and done with - 100km successfully completed in twenty-nine hours and fourteen minutes. We have to apologise for lack of blog but our walking team and associated hangers on numbered about eighteen and we haven't been able to coordinate an appropriate match report yet! It may still happen ..... stay tuned.
So today was our first walk following the big event and, although we had a lot of acceptances, as the week went on, people have been dropping like flies - with excuses such as househunting, moving house, no excuse given, a hangover and shopping ...... hence the title of this missive!
So Amanda and I set off today in swirling mist to the sound of roaring tides - another coastal walk from Cromer to Cley - we spent a long time debating whether we should go down to Cromer Pier to buy tickets for next Sunday. Not for us Take That at Wembley or Madonna at the o2 next week ..... oh no, we're off to see Chas and Dave!
The walk has been variously on roads, pavements, high streets, grassy cliff paths and shingle beaches - ouch. Especially as Amanda had blisters and I'd rubbed a couple too - I had to tape up Amanda's feet at one point and she commented that I looked like I knew what I was doing. That'll be because I've had lots of experience!
We decided to call it a day at Salthouses because of blisters and tender feet - we just about had time to get an ice cream before we had to jump in front of the bus back to Cromer - this is apparently how you make them stop as there's a severe lack of visible bus stops. According to our driver - who manoeuvred the narrow lanes rather like Emerson Fittipaldi - the Salthouses bus stop has been stolen. Stolen???
So a very good day and the others don't know what they've missed!
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