The previous evening Dave had been talking about adding two or three miles onto the distance of our last day by walking from Kendal to rejoin the Dales Way rather than getting Kerry to give us a lift. His suggestion was met by incredulous looks and open hostility. Dave had…

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I woke up on the morning of Day Five in a fair amount of pain. My leg was hurting, my feet were hurting, my shoulders were hurting. Who’s bloody idea was this walk thing anyway? “Ow” I said as I stumbled around like some sort of crippled zombie. “Ow ow…

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I woke up on the morning of day four feeling worse than I did when I went to bed. Actually I think we all woke up on day four feeling worse than we did when we went to bed. Certainly Sandip did, and he announced that after two days of…

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The third day started off pretty uncomfortably. Not only did I have the aches and pains of the past two days but my only pillow had been a cloth bag stuffed full of my spare clothes. Little did I know that that fitful night’s sleep was to be the best…

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On the morning of the second day we were all rather surprised that we didn’t ache quite as much as we thought we would. At one point I was even able to bend my leg, which was a bonus. There were a few members of our group that were unable…

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The task of reporting all 78 miles of our walk of the Dales Way seems almost as daunting as the hike was itself. Therefore I’m not going to bore you with a blow by blow account. I do want to record it’s general feel for posterity however, and so I’m…

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