There will now be another interlude. Hopefully, this will be about eight days long. If its any shorter, it means I’ve given up and if its any longer then it means I’ve run away with a gipsy girl or otherwise fallen down a mineshaft or something.
I’ve packed me bag in hopes and not weighed it.
Tomorrow as the forecast is not good, I’ve booked in at the Hotel Adolf Hitler in Longtown (so called because it has extreme views) but after that it’ll be the camping – and a night in the hostel at Byrness.
Anyway, here’s a relevant bit of music that is..er…relevant. Its Kathryn Tickell playing Northumbrian Pipes. If this doesn’t make the hair on the back of your neck stand up then there’s no hope for you at all. I won’t be humming this tune whilst walking by the way – the walk would be over in half an hour if I did…
I’ll be back a week on Monday (hopefully..see above…)