It was supposed to be the most epic adventure. I spent months planning and preparing – packing and unpacking and repacking my backpack to make sure I had exactly what I needed for me and Lucy and not a gram more – checking the weather forecast every six hours to see if there had been…
Part two of the travelogue in which I discover the limits of Lucy’s walking skills, and also that she is quite happy to push those limits to the max. This account takes us through day three and four.
It’s been two months since I set off on my great big adventure to the Isle of Skye; two months in which I have tried to find a way to condense all of the fantastic experiences down into 500 words, and have failed, so I’m just going to write as many words as I like and see how it goes. I’ll do my best to skip the boring parts.