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I awake according to my custom before 5am:
Seagulls circling early,
"Come join us".
It's a rest day and we take the time to farewell Ed onto the London train and focus on preparing ourselves for the next stage of this adventure.
... The amazing thing was that our captain had been assisting us put his new rod and reel down to assist us and the next thing it was over the side with a fish taking off with it.
He swore and said it as brand new .............*%$###****+=##@@
Lo and behold as i has cast my line down I thought I had caught the biggest fish ever. As I reeled in my line there was the brand new line and rod with a Ballan Wrasse attached. So that is all I caught after 4 hours on the Atlantic ...
... it keeps pulling the bag down. We trudge through deep mud around the flood plain and the muscles in my neck and shoulders are struggling with the pain and a persistent headache arises. It’s clear to me there will be no pleasure in today and I know Debby is struggling as well.
This is just wrong; it’s not how I wanted my last day with Ed to be. I wanted to enjoy it and I am instead cast down in a bleak mood and ...
... the splendidly named hamlet, Come-To-Good. The name arising from the presence of a Quaker Meeting house which has been here for 300 years and nowadays sports a magnificent new thatched roof. The day got even better as we found ourselves walking into a National Trust area of magnificent beauty. This was Round Wood. By now we were in a somewhat remote parcel of land surrounded on two sides by the Fal Estuary. Walking through here we spent ...
... carrying a heavier pack, in excess of 20kgs, and it weighs heavy on me. However, if the memory provides some support for me, both Ed and Debby are having problems adjusting their packs which are new to them and in Debby's case the weight is a few kilograms heavier than she feels is manageable. They work at their fittings, adjusting here, pulling a strap there and slowly we fall into a rhythm. The walk takes us out around St. ...