What a day! About 22 miles with my missteps and the long trail to reach the pick-up spot.
Having read a fair amount of British literature, I had always heard of boiled eggs and toast soldiers, so I ordered that, plus mushrooms. It is buttered toast cut into strips. I liked it enough that I have ordered it for breakfast tomorrow. YUM!
These Brits are right to the point.
The hike's beginning was a long, long, steep, steep uphill.
More uphill.
The warning on the right says, “Danger! Do not touch any military debris. It may explode and kill you. That is enough warning for me, not that I am inclined to pick up bombs or hand grenades.
At about this point, my phone's map went haywire. It had a foreign language, maybe Dutch? Covering the front, and I could no longer access my map. I sat on the ground for over an hour trying unsuccessfully to get the map back. How frustrating, not to mention, a bit of a disaster
The scenery today was spectacular, but the photos just don’t show the height and vastness of today’s hike.
I had heard there were wild goats on the trail, and I spotted two of them today. They had long horns and were pretty large for goats. They didn’t seem afraid of me, but I didn’t challenge them.
Today seemed to be 100% uphill. Every time I thought I was at the top, nope, there was more up that I couldn’t see yet.
This fence is the border between Scotland and England.
Wilson’s Cairn. I couldn’t find any info on Wilson, but it was the last marker for today’s trail.
The day was already tough without my map, and there were many wrong turns. I felt like I was running all day. I had to be at the pickup point by five o’clock. Usually, I would have been there way early...
So here is where it all went wrong. I didn’t know it would be so far off the trail, like three miles further. I got to about two and a half miles without my map working, so I decided I was off trail. I backtracked and followed the directions, so I repeated where I was. I sat in a field and called the hotel to clarify the directions. I might have seen the abandoned house if I had just gone a little further. The hotelier and the ride back to the hotel drove a little further and found me. I was really only about 10 minutes late. But late is late and not in my DNA.
For dinner, I ordered the mixed mushroom and ale pie. It was delicious. I barely touched the green beans and potatoes because the mushroom pie was very filling. The crust was crisp and perfectly made. For dessert, I had the meringues with yogurt and berries. Plus a couple of glasses of wine. Now it is off to beddy-bye for me.
Good night and God Bless.
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