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LETJOG – Day 6: Sunday 23 May – BUDE to HORNS CROSS (19 miles) Perhaps it’s the case that the better measure of stamina in an endurance test such as LETJOG lies not in the triumph of one day’s accomplishment, however significant, but more in the collateral after-effects. Certainly, I felt, as I plodded heavy-legged,Continue reading “Running On Empty”

LETJOG – Day 5: Saturday 22 May – PORT ISAAC to BUDE (28 miles) Today might very well turn out to be one of the longest walking days of my whole trek. The LETJOG formula, allocating 30 minutes per brewery visit, is an adjunct to the established Naismith rule (one hour for every three miles,Continue reading “The Long Run”

LETJOG – Day 4: Friday 21 May – ST MAWGAN to PORT ISAAC (19 miles) My first solo walking day. With the strong westerlies at my back, even the rain, unrelenting but light, and the cool conditions, might have proved quite conducive to walking. But the variable gusts and localised eddies, at times, made evenContinue reading “Blowin’ In The Wind”

LETJOG – Day 3: Thursday 20 May – ST AGNES to ST MAWGAN (19 miles) They tell me “there’s no such thing as bad weather, just inappropriate gear”. Well, I like to think I’ve got all the gear I need (or can carry) with me, for every eventuality. But today we definitely had some trulyContinue reading “On The Beach”

LETJOG – Day 2: Wednesday 19 May – HAYLE to ST AGNES (19 miles) Well, who would have thought that a solo trek, 300 miles from home, could prove to be such a social occasion? Another day walking in the wonderful company of Philip, then tea and homemade scones, en route, with good friends IsabelleContinue reading “Walking On Sunshine”

LETJOG – Day 1: Tuesday 18 May – LAND’S END to HAYLE (21 miles) First, another thank you to Philip and Carenza, my hosts of last night. I thought that my suggestion of an early start today might cause havoc in the Wilton household, but after emerging into their kitchen at 7 am, my guiltContinue reading “Morning Has Broken”

It is a warm feeling indeed, lying fed and rested tonight, at the Cornwall home of our dear Berkhamsted friends Philip and Carenza, and reflecting on the activities of the last few weeks in getting to this point. A relief, in a way, that the preparation is done, and that the walking can start! PartContinue reading “The Night Before”