Bogged Down
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| It wasn't a very photogenic day... |
Our guide suggests that this day will be a disappointment after the High Pennines, and indeed it isn't wrong. We are moving into the last sixty miles of the Way, and the impression grows that less effort is made to maintain the path in this region than the more well-travelled parts further south. For much of the day we find ourselves wading through ankle-deep bog - the path is generally underwater, but any attempt to leave it finds the terrain to be far too uneven to actually walk on.
We begin to worry that this is a taste of what is to come, and indeed it does seem that the remainder of the way is there mainly to reach the symbolic endpoint of the Cheviots, rather than in order to pass through any pleasant walking country. In the event, we eventually trudge into Greenhead (P1) with wet boots and low spirits, but still hoping for something a bit better tomorrow.
Photos to go with this post can be found here.
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