Of course I made it. I did my hike and made it to Wellesley in time for my daughter’s graduation. … Continue reading The Walk of Life
Hey, I’m done done yet. As far as I know there is no town in Scotland called Wellesley. But there … Continue reading Excuse me but this Blog is called Walking To Wellesley.
Two days left. Maybe 30 miles. A pleasant walk from Dboyna to Banchory along back roads. Not a lot to … Continue reading Almost there.
TGO isn’t really like West Side Story. There are no rumbles. There are no Puerto Ricans fighting for acceptance. And … Continue reading “When you’re a Jet, you’re a Jet all the way, from your first cigarette to your last dying day.”
Thank you , Willie Nelson. It’s just what I was thinking. My feet may not agree but I’m ready to … Continue reading “On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again.”
this is my built in break day. slept in. had lunch (as best I could). caught up on the blog … Continue reading Smoke ’em if you got ’em.
And if only I could have checked out. But there is no escape. No easy way out. No calling Dad … Continue reading Finally, my worst day of hiking ever in my life. “Check, please!”
I left Kinguisse around 8AM and immediately hooked up with Ben, the fine art photographer from Balitimore. Ben is a … Continue reading Walk. Rest. Walk. Rest.
Melgrave Bothy To Kinguisse I left the bothy around 8AM with John and we walked in the cold morning air. … Continue reading Why am I doing this?
I should have known it was going to be a hard day, when walking to the start of the trail … Continue reading “Thom, it’s up, up, up!”