Day 3: twisted ankle, flooded boot
Day 3: Today is Sarah's birthday - happy birthday Sarah! Sorry I can't be there with you xx. There's a bottle of organic Merlot in the wine rack with your name on it :) The success of banging out Indian Queens to St Breward in 7 hours was overshadowed by the at times desperate struggle across Bodmin Moor. I did not intend to visit the Jamaica Inn but thats where I'm writing this. The path I was following disappeared into deep swamp that inexplicably continued all the way to the top of the Tor. I found myself surrounded by terrain I would normally class as impenetrable with no option but to climb and descend and cross the barbed wire fence again and again in an easterly direction until there was an end. In the middle of this dangerous game of twisted ankle - flooded boot a terrific storm burst upon the moors and I in my summer clothes had no choice but to do what I have done before and deploy the umbrella and face the wind, standing still until it passed by. It did...