How quickly love can turn to hate. "We're on a break!" I muttered loudly to the forest. Two years and many expeditions later I refuse to use this back pack again. It's too big. It keeps slipping over my bum and you know what that means????

Do you?

That travesty that is over sweaty cheeks! It was the final straw that broke the camels back (or more to the point mine!) the result, called AMS and had the bag sent 10miles up the road to the next stop. Is that cheating??? Well my blistered feet no longer give a monkeys.

Two stages complete. 29 miles down.... Good bye Loch Lomond 53 miles to go. Compeed here I come!

What I have concluded. Having visited over 36 countries in last 10 years... None come even close to the beauty I have seen over the past two days.