Sunday, 15 October 2006

WHW day 2.11

I stop in the dark to blog. A blogger alone in the dark, texting by phone-light sat on a mossy rock hunting a bothy. With the torch on, the place would do Tim Burton proud. There was a yellow bucket in the stream yonder. I gave it a kick. Nothing happened. I'm not in a mud game, so this must be real life! Am I the first to live-blog the WHW? If anyone from TGO wants the paper rights, assuming I get to the end, blog n photos, a charity donation n a bit of old kit for me would be nice. Socks or an e-lite or primus micron or 30 mins alone in Chris T's gear store ;-)