As I write this on the 14th October reality has been drilled into me. These challenges are most definitely not going to be a walk in the park as I had hoped.
Yesterday I decided to add the
Severn Way walk to my list of challenges. This will be a solo challenge so the other chaps on the team (still only two others!) need not fear me trying to persuade them to do this one. The Severn Way walk is the longest river walk in Britain (at 210 miles), tracing the route of the Severn, from its source at Plynlimon to the sea at Bristol. I'm not foolish enough to do this in one go so I'll be attempting the walk on weekends over the course of a couple of months. An overview of the Severn Way can be seen
here.
So, yesterday I attempted a leg of the walk from Welshpool in Mid Wales to Montford Bridge in Shropshire (between 20 and 22 miles). To be perfectly honest my planning was dire. I wore a brand new pair of walking shoes (not yet broken in) and forgot to have any breakfast. My packed lunch consisted of a flask of coffee and a half eaten pack of chocolate digestives. The stuff of champions! I packed a GPS navigation machine but forgot to buy any maps so it was pretty much useless. Luckily I did have this
book which isn't half bad. I'm an idiot by the way, just in case anyone reading this hadn't yet figured it out.
The walk itself started off well, the boots were a little sore on the ankles but other than everything was fine. In fact the first 10 miles of the walk went by pretty much without incident. The scenery was fantastic, the cows were relatively friendly and I hadn't quit. And I didn't actually feel that bad about munching on the biscuits as surely the walking would burn off the evil calories and stop me turning into a biffa!
The problems arose just past Llandrinio. Now I'd heard at work that a farmer in the area had a number of water buffalo which I'd assumed was a complete lie told to me by someone who thought I was gullible. As it happens, I came across a small field about 100m across which contained two buffalo and two calves (or maybe just giant cows with extra long horns - as I've never seen a buffalo I can't be certain). The book made no mention of this obstacle. After a 5 minute rest and some careful deliberation I decided something weighing over half a ton couldn't really run that fast. This conclusion is on a par with my thoughts that the three challenges wouldn't be that difficult. A quarter of the way across the field one of the animals decided to saunter onto the path and cut off my exit. A half way across the field the buffalo obviously became offended by my puffed up chest and odd mooing noises and ran at me. I have a feeling at that moment in time not even Linford Christie could have outrun me. Unfortunately my jumping wasn't as good as my running and a clattered into the metal gate instead of over it winding myself rather badly. Luckily the buffalo had decided he'd had enough fun for the day and sauntered off, no doubt to await the next person foolish enough to enter his field.
It was from this point the pain set in. Unfortunately it didn't stop either. The only way of easing the way pain was to try a number of silly walks in order to take the pressure off the left foot. I sure anyone that noticed me probably thought I'd escaped from somewhere! Finally though, having set off at 11:30, I made it to the Swan pub at Montford Bridge at 18:20. So overjoyed was I at seeing the pub I even managed to run the last 1/2 km waving my hands in the air. The people there also thought I'd escaped from somewhere!
The results of the walk? Well, today I can barely walk. My back hurts, my feet hurt, my blister hurts, the back of my thighs hurt and behind my left knee also hurts. I appreciate now why no-one wants to carry out these challenges!