9 March 2017
Although we were both feeling a little hungry CJ and I decided to keep going forwards. Turning back would only have saved us a mile or so of walking after all and neither of us like retracing our steps much. So far we’d been on nice firm roads for the most part and now we hit the mud. After our last muddy adventure, my fingers were firmly crossed it wouldn’t get too deep or go on too long. Continue reading Mud, dragon’s teeth and Testwood Lakes