….. a day late.
Yes indeed, new years eve celebrations went on a touch too long and yesterday I felt awful and didnt make it outside. No excuses, my bad.
At least I made it out on day two and it felt good. A 6 and a 1/2 mile jaunt to the beach, to the lighthouse at Marcross and then down to Atlantic College and back through the woods and road home (up that bloody neverending hill). The paths though are atrocious after all the trippers wading through ankle deep mud on their festive walks. Still it does actually feel good to not bother staying dry and powering through the mud and water. Technical note here – I discovered that “rock hopping” or jumping from stone to stone over a stream or from dry patch to dry patch is A) not worth the effort, you’re going to get wet anyway and B) You’re more likely to injure yourself. Just wade on in there and embrace it!
A misty start with the tide in looking towards Marcross from Monknash side
Looking back at the Cwm – These hills are killers even though only a mile in
Mud, glorious mud – I’m sure its doing my legs some sort of good though
Turnaround point – Atlantic College