Claire Oziem is currently running solo and unsupported from John O’Groats to Land’s End and is utterly bonkers. She has a fabulous writing style and this will likely be the funniest article that you read all day. Click on the link, read the article and then give her charity some money. You know you want to.
I wake in the morning a rare breed of ethereal goddess. Most days I float out of my tent with such a wondrous ease and grace onlookers stand entranced. Or.
I wake up feeling like shit with my hair encrusted in the same position it will remain for the rest of the day. I take a few minutes to remember where I am and what I’m doing, I then roll over to be confronted with a. last nights washing up b. my smelly kit that will shortly be ‘shaken clean’ and put back on.
I’ll often fall back asleep at this point although this is becoming a less and less prevalent luxury due to the increasing morning temperatures. In fact, nowadays I’m often forced from my tent through fear of becoming a perfectly basted and cooked turkey by as early as 9am.
via 1000 MILES IN MIND.