After 4 days in the mountains, today's walk was relatively flat, giving our knees a welcome break. Our feet, however are complaining bitterly: sure it was mostly flat, but there was 17.5 miles of it.
We walked mostly on farm roads, wet from the overnight rains, flanked with wild flowers (and sheep). Just as we were about to give up looking for a nice spot for lunch and try to eat and walk at the same time, Mary's eagle eyes saved us again.
Someone planted us a picnic table!
Shortly after we finished a relaxing lunch, it started to rain. Then at 10 miles, it was raining harder. By 11 miles my feet threw in the towel as my right heel stopped working.
I hobbled the remaining 6 wet miles, using my poles as crutches as best I could.
Tomorrow is a short day: we plan to give my feet an easy day of it, and hope they recover.
No comments:
Post a Comment