so, after almost killing myself on a mountain bike trail
the evening before, for some crazy idea i thought i'd be ok to go for a hike the next day. well, it wasn't sold to me as a hike, at the time i was under the impression it was just a walk. and i mean what's so hard about going for a walk... everybody walks... you learn to do it when you're just a baby... that's why i won't call this a walk, it was fucking hard so it must have been a fucking hike. it began in patterdale in the lake district and was supposed to go up to helvellyn and then back down again. well, as you may tell from the tone of my voice, and the fact that you're not looking at a picture of helvellyn, i didn't make it. this was as far as i got, a place called hole in the wall. not particularly impressive, but it had a name so i didn't feel quite as bad for bailing on the original plan and heading back down. the original route to helvellyn was supposed to take about 3 and a half hours. the amended hole in the wall walk took exactly the same amount of time, and it was probably half the distance. what can i say? fail? well technically i guess, but 7 hours exercise in one weekend. that was more than i'd done in the last 7 months.
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