So, on that note I take the opportunity to indulge myself a little this evening, remembering back to this day last year where we were on Day 1 of the 3 day Routeburn crossing. This 32K tramp over 3 days was a big challenge for me, mentally as well as physically. I don't do walking, and carrying a rucksack full of my gear was far too reminiscent of my Duke of Edinburgh days to be a pleasant option. But in reality it was a brilliant experience, knackering but exhilarating with stunning scenery, killer inclines, good company, and in all a real memory to treasure. The views genuinely took my breath away and to be so far away from the real world made the experience really special. I was so proud of myself at the end, and still can't quite believe that Paul persuaded me to do it. In fact, one day I'd like to go back and do a few more of the Great Walks - just don't tell Paul.
Happy Birthday, Sis! Forty fucking years old! Can’t believe we’re
celebrating this milestone without you still knocking around, but celebrate
it we will. P...
5 years ago
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