Friday the 13th and everything started going wrong. We began to lose the hand trucks to broken split pins, we only made it 13 miles and we walked past some rough looking pubs with various mouthy people. And it snowed again, snowed!?
But it was Vaisakhi (Sikh new year), so we splashed out on a pub meal and for safety also booked ourselves into a hostel. The hostel workers were lovely, even gave us free shampoo! We’ve met so many nice people, and it really does make a world of difference after walking all day to meet someone friendly.