Starting in Monmouth Rebecca and I had high hopes on hiking out to Symonds Yat and back again. It would only be 4 hours of walking, how hard could that be? We'll, in the sunshine and showers plus the muddy terrain it turned out to be a bit of a mission. Luckily we packed a top tier lunch and just keeping that in our minds gave us so much mental will power. With aching legs we returned to our hut filthy and battered, ready to crash out in our digs and enjoy the peace and quiet. I took a beer outside and read some of my new books, drinking in the countryside in between page turns. You forget just how revitalizing a little break can be.
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