Hellooooooo.
I haven’t been kidnapped, imprisoned, or silenced by a large bandana wearing bullock, I promise.
But I have been cuddling, playing, party attending, cuddling, laughing, and cuddling my girls, sorting my not quite finished kitchen (still), and nursing my post Hadrian’s Walk aches and pains.
I’m not sure if I can put into words what Hadrian’s Walk meant for me, so here are a few pics to give you an idea.
My boots…
My boots beautifully displayed on a lovely waste receptacle at the Brewhouse Residences in Carlisle.
And a heart warming image (made exquisitely ethereal by my deliberate use of soft focus,) of the final resting place of my blumming evil, blister causing, shin bruising, achilles creaking, knee breaking, groin straining footwear.
And a word of advice
Never, no NEVER walk 84 miles in hand-me-down boots
And if any of you think I should have dropped these leather monstrosities into the nearest recycling shoe bin, I would like to invite you to view the fabulous and gorgeous @Merialc’s words of the walk.
Apologies that I look slightly mad and extremely toothy. I blame modern cinematography.
‘Seepage’.
#justsayin’
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July 20th, 2010 at 7:35 am
I just thought that you used your feet to type and so needed a rest!
July 20th, 2010 at 12:43 pm
Sighhhh, if only. They are much too swollen and deformed for that at the moment.
July 20th, 2010 at 7:38 am
Did you mean that the rain and the mud seeped into your boots? I hate to think of anything else.
July 20th, 2010 at 12:44 pm
Nope, the seepage came from my my little toe. There was swelling, compeed, seepage, and the all the skin fell off along with the nail. No one should ever have to put their feet in somebody else’s toe seepage.
July 20th, 2010 at 8:58 am
Blumming bothersome boots!
xxx
July 20th, 2010 at 12:45 pm
Yep, blumming bothersome blister blighted boots.
July 20th, 2010 at 9:01 am
P.S OMG how tired do I look on that video?! You could carry luggage in the bags under my eyes!!
July 20th, 2010 at 12:45 pm
But I thought you actually looked really lovely hon. I think I looked a bit horsey. Neddddddyyyy.
July 20th, 2010 at 12:45 pm
Welcome back – I wondered if you were still nursing your feet after the walk.
July 21st, 2010 at 12:11 pm
Nursing my feet, sleeping, cuddling and catching up on so much stuff. Lovely to be back though.
July 20th, 2010 at 2:06 pm
Ouch!! Sounds painful! You all did really well though….Congratulations!
July 21st, 2010 at 12:12 pm
Thanks Emma. I was with such an amazing bunch of people. I think we spurred each other on.
July 20th, 2010 at 3:55 pm
Glad you’re not dead. We would miss you too much!!
July 21st, 2010 at 12:12 pm
Awwwww so lovely of you to say.
July 20th, 2010 at 11:16 pm
We walked past that bin again later when we went back to collect our bags, and I was very tempted to fish the boots out and send them back to you!
July 21st, 2010 at 12:13 pm
Lovely Clair, I would have laughed my head off then possibly cried a little with the trauma.
July 21st, 2010 at 2:32 am
hooray for you!
i am dead proud of you and what you set out to do for that little lad’s memory.
welcome back.
you have been missed.
well done pal.
Juxxxxxx
July 21st, 2010 at 12:14 pm
Ahhh thanks lovely and ta for sponsoring me. And I have lots of (cough) cards to send you. Maybe they’ll get there in time for your birthday…
And I was so organised. Bad Jo. xxx
July 21st, 2010 at 8:03 am
oh JO!
I wish you’d told me you were planning on doing this in hand me down boots before you went!
There are two things one should never buy second hand – knickers and walking boots.
I hope this hasnt put you off walking – it is possible to do it in comfort I promise!
xx
July 21st, 2010 at 12:15 pm
OMG Kerry I know, I am a fart. But it really hasn’t put me off walking, in fact I’m saving up for a proper pair of boots. I really loved it. It’s amazing how you can get used to walking 15 miles a day. Mad.
July 23rd, 2010 at 2:56 am
Going and buying proper boots was one of my few sensible decisions. Not buying proper rainwear turned out to have been one of the stupider things on the last day. I haven’t got a photo of it but my disintegrating cagoule was also ceremoniously binned.
Something I’m definitely buying the next time I do something like this is a good stick with a cork handle.