An inauspicious start. St Bees is nothing to write home about and despite our promises we gorged at the trough of the 'full English' breakfast. Vic is smiling like a Cheshire because he had a great nights sleep. Very annoying. Mike says that he didn't sleep at all and seems to be blaming me for it. He seemed to be on edge. Still, we are all great friends and heading out on a spectacular hike across the neck of England. Life is good.
Although, did I mention the forecast was poor and the wind chill factor is pretty nasty. The sister had another good score yesterday so I reluctantly had to send her one of those congratulation texts. Sigh. Still, at least we are finally expending calories. The last three days we have been putting them on. Here's the perfunctory 'start of hike' shot.
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