The end of the adventure?

Many Hollywood movies follow the same basic scenario. The protagonist/hero/main character goes through some kind of event and then at the end of the event somehow almost magically has a moment of clarity. The first Die Hard movie is a good example. Bruce Willis kills all the bad guys and then realises he still loves his wife.

Well back in the real world it’s not quite like that. I often wondered how I’d feel at the end of my walk but I never expected some kind of moment of revelation. Before I did my walk I’d read a lot of books about the adventures people go on and I often wondered whether people became different as a result of what they’d done, or whether they saw the world differently. In some cases such change does come about but in my case it didn’t. Perhaps it was because my journey was quite a small one and it didn’t take part in a very different part of the world to where Iive. So I don’t think I’m any different to who I was before I began.

That said, I have learned a few things along the way. The most important, for me, is that I’ve proved to myself that I can plan a major undertaking and that my planning worked well. I’ve also proved that I’m physically capable of walking 400 miles – and it was hard work. It also proved that I can be determined or simply bloody minded enough when necessary. All these things are positive I think.

I have also learned that people can be extremely kind and generous and that has been the best single thing about my journey. I have been given accommodation, I have been given donations and I have been given encouragement. For that I am very grateful.

My walk has so far raised £2400 for The Alzheimer’s Society and the final total will probably be close to £3000. This pleases me enormously and I’m grateful for all the donations, big and small alike. On my journey people have been very kind and many have said that it has inspired them. I hope that this is the case – you can do an awful lot when you feel inspired to do so – even walk 400 miles – so if my journey inspires just one person to follow a dream then that’s great.

When I read a travel book one of the things that I’m curious about is what happened next. When the protagonist got to their destination did they go back to the day job/normal life or did it unleash something within them?

So is this the end of my journey? In a word NO as I have a cunning plan. After spending a week with my mum, on Monday I shall travel to Cumbria to see friends near St Bees. Will I be travelling by car, train or bus? Need you ask. I shall of course be travelling on foot – after all it’s only about 80 miles, the scenery will be magnificent as I traverse the Lake District and the weather forecast is good. And then? Well in a way my 400 mile was just a warmup, the opening act. On 7 July I travel to Bilbao and from there to Hendaye on the Atlantic coast of France just by the frontier. Here there’s the start of a long distance footpath called the GR10. It takes me along the Pyrenees (, all 530 miles of it. So the adventure begins. And you can follow it here

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The last few steps


Mission accomplished. I’m feeling content and pleased to have achieved what I set out to do. I shall write more in a few days.

Day 22

Today was quite exciting – I was on the radio and had a whale of a time. Maria, the presenter, was lovely. Then I had a three hour walk as far as Garstang where I was picked up by my mum and daughter – after so many days on the road it was lovely to see them both. So tonight I sleep at my mams house and tomorrow is the final day. I wonder how I’m going to feel? – emotional? Tired? Content? We’ll soon find out.

Day 21

Today was the last full day of walking and those last few hours felt like forever. So I’ve gone crazy and treated myself to a room in a Premier Inn here in Preston. Good idea as I’m doing a show on BBC Radio Lancashire at 1am tomorow so all I have in the morning will be a gentle stroll. So I have TV, tea making facilies. I’ve searched high and low for my complementary Lenny Henry but can’t find him anywhere. I’ll mention it to reception when I check out tomorrow.
I am almost there. Just 20 miles to go.  

Day 20


Today my route took me to my cousins house near Aintree racecourse so I took the ferry across the Mersey. I am so close to my destination that I’m starting to have that end of term feeling. A long day tomorrow and then Saturday is a big day as I’ll be doing a radio show – I shall be the guest of Maria Vals on her 11am programme on BBC Radio Lancashire – which you can get via the web. So tired tonight but well fed and happy. Feeties tired but I’m on the home straight.

Day 19

Today has been easy peasy. I was not murdered in the night (phew) and was at my destination of Chester for midday – and what a lovely place it is. I was early for my Couchsurfer host so read the autobiography of Bradley Wiggins in the library
Tonight my lovely host is Luke and we’re off to the pub to meet his mates. I think I have only about 70 miles to go – easy peasy.

Day 18


1830 and sat in a pub called The Shady Oak having a well deserved tea break. Today has been scorchio and my feet have been OK. I’m camping tonight – don’t know where yet – so I can put in a long day. I’ve powered ln past my planned stop and now I’m only 13k from Chester. I have a room there tomorrow night via couchsurfing so tomorrow will be a very easy day. Provided I find somewhere to sling the hammock – but I have lots of daylight left so I’m sure I’ll find something.