A tough day. Walked from Moguecier to St Pol de Leon. A vicious looking dog attacked me but I kept him off me with my staff and his owner managed to control him. Wasn't much fun. To add to that it has been raining non stop, not met anybody yet who speaks english and even with my French phrase book I not making much sense....I've managed another 16 miles and I am camped 10 miles north of Morlaix tonight. I haven't met any other walkers on the Camino yet. Had a pint of the local beer, no Guinness here. Like I said - tough day.
It's only tough if you admit it, keep strong big Frank and there well be a wee tipple for ye when ye return
ReplyDeleteTake a map and find a route,
ReplyDeleteTry starting your walk in heather,
Watch your step as you place your boot,
Especially in inclement weather
A tor is good, a gorge is fine,
Though for me a forest beats these,
Or striding by a railway line,
Watching birds, and cattle, and bees
Lunchtime nears and my stomach calls,
An old inn appears by the path,
Steak and ale lie inside those walls,
Whilst my boots steam dry on the hearth
Then back outside, alongside a stream,
And over a Pooh Sticks bridge,
Past fishers of trout and freshwater bream,
Ignoring the bite from a midge
Reaching the peak is when my heart soars,
With a view of our kingdom of walks,
Dappled mountain lakes, far misty shores,
And perfect rows of corn stalks
So when you roam, however you feel,
Set out with your boots laced tight,
Waterproofs, compass, map and meal,
And you’ll finish feeling delight.