I picked myself up and staggered down to the beach to face another blindingly hot day.
I awoke late, sweating in the “onesie” and with a foul taste on my tongue.
I walked in a trance for another two hours.
The breathless day seemed endless.
But on this sweltering morning, the only outcry came from my hips and shoulders.
The snort jolted me awake.
I switched on my head torch to navigate the flights of steps leading down to the beach.
Hitchhiking is good for the soul.
The day of departure loomed and I went into overdrive. Nine days is not long to plan and prepare for a trek of the magnitude I had set my heart on. I spent the final weekend in a rush of anxiety and elation. I bought enough food to sustain me for the first two weeks […]
Since time immemorial, men have left their caves, grass huts or whatever with their women’s parting counsel ringing in their ears: “Don’t come home until you’ve found me a big fat woolly mammoth!” Rose made it clear she expected me to come home with the modern equivalent of a successful hunt. “If you’re going to […]
This expedition would be done on a shoestring budget or not at all.
This walk would be a grand experiment.