The best secret of all.......

I walked the whole British Isles in my longjohns.

Land's End - just a sniff from the end.

Roni's new 2,000K foot look

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Arriving at Lands End. It's the most south westerly point of the mainland. BUT, not the end of OUR walk. We were too late for a photo with the offical sign post. They take it down each night.

St. Agnus Island (Isle of Scilly)

St. Agnes light house

St.Agnes harbour and ferry

THE END

The most south westerly point of the British Isles

Gwithian Towans to Penzance

A typical funky wooden beach house at Hayle, Gwithian Beach, nesting in the sand dunes with a view of the Atlantic Ocean

Gwithian Light house and the surfing beach

At the end of a sunny October day, with a small swell, Gwithian Towans

St. Michael's Mount at sun set

8 am Wednesday the 22nd of October, catching the ferry to the Scilly Isles from Penzance harbour

Devon's dramatic coast

Completing the 3 highest peak challenge. Climbing Snowdon

The llamberis steam train climbing Mt. Snowdon

View from the top of Mt Snowdon

Santi on the top of Mt. Snowdon

Roni and Santi on the peak of Mt. Snowdon the highest mountain in Wales. We're so lucky, this day was amazingly clear blue skies with no clouds, and very very still no winds at all. The day before had been horrendous - lashing rain with 90mph winds and -8oC at the summit.

Strolling along the canal waterways to Wales

We made it!!!!!!!

YIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

We've done it, made it to the end. We walked under the arch at Land's End hand in hand, then onto the Isles of Scilly the next day to reach the most south westerly point of the Bristish Isles. WOOT.

Amazing experience, though hasn't sunk in yet. Will write more elated thoughts soon.

Next step? get some warmth asap. We're off to Spain this Thursday.

Roadrunners in South West England

We've crossed the Severn bridge into Bristol territory, and both of us are super keen to get south as quickly as possible. Going it alone again. Santi chose the more traditional route through the Exmore mounts then along the coastal path. I decided to go straight down the guts following the major-ish roads. Justifying to myself that I'll go back up the west coast at a tourist pace by bus to sight-see the interesting parts.

We've really pounded the tarmac doing 25 to 30miles (35 to 50km) per day. It felt fantastic to see so much distance completed at the end of each day.

Past Wales

Wales "tick". Yep we've walked the whole of wales too :) In the most glorious sunshine imaginable.

We're really on the home straight now. We're flying along following the roads just to get it over with. Feels great to be getting somewhere. I'm quite enchanted by the south.

Mission 1 Accomplished

Yeah we did it, we climbed the 3 highest peaks...
Ben Nevis in Scotland
Scafell Pike in England
Snowdon in Wales

I'm very excited we nearly didn't get Snowdon. The day we'd set for climbing was hidious 90mph winds and -8oC at the top. Santi really really wanted to go up. There was no way I was ever going to consider it. As fate would have it we waited till the next day - perfect clear blue cloudless sky with views to every horizon and not a wisp of wind. Someone specials taking care of us.

Looking out over the Pennine Way
Roni buying a prezzi for Kate
Isn't life increadible
view from the Pennines

Roni on the canal bank at Todmorden

View from the top of Cat Bells the Lake District
Our camp spot outside of the Lakes
Roni making friends with the locals
Taking in the view olong the Pennine way

Arriving in Manchester after a looooong day following the Canal tow path from Todmorden. The day before we'd trudged through boggy lands along the Pennine Way. Eventually arriving at Jane, James and his wife to be Anna's home in Todmorden.

The famous Gretna Green wedding location

Sore Feet in Keswick

Roni on top of England Scarfell Pike

view of the lowest side of Scarfell

Leaving Scotish soil

Roni Santi and mum in Wales
As we arrive in England

Manchester The Rainy City

The walk has been extremely taxing on our feet and at present we are resting at Santi's dads in Manchester. After Keswick Roni and I walked alone for four days. In fact it was a miracle that we eventually met up on the road. Walking alone was a very different experience. The sun shone for the four days, the walk was mainly through the Lake District and other country footpaths. However, there is nothing like the pleasure of walking with a good friend, especially when the weather gets bad and your feet ache from up to and beyond 20 miles in a day. I have wanted to give up the walk on at least three occasions. And at present, now the autumn is upon us and we still have 600 miles left to do, my thoughts waver from, "have we done enough" to "it would be greatly satisfying to finish the Stroll in November". The jury is still out. But I must say that I have enjoyed the walk and my time spent with Ronni and others along the way. So far the Lake District and the West Highland Way, along with our trip to Skye have been the highlights.

Solo Stroller

I have been walking alone for four days, but it is a real joy to have the pleasure of Santi's company again. We are now in Manchester at Santi's Dads house, chillin with our feel up, watchin the rain fall heavily out side. Isn't life great.

Into Glasgow past Loch Lomond