Filey.

We were warned about the swell and the beaches from now on and any wind from the north would create massive surf, the next headland would be tricky.
Katies hands were also being a problem so we called another day off. Ok it sounds good, another day off. Yay, lets partay, throw out some streamers, pull some party poppers. No it’s a bane, watching rubbish on tv and heel clicking, is the lifeboat station master thinking I’m just bumming around, thinking how the miles are still there and the need to finish is always present, those extra miles. Those views to see, the accomplishment, all wizzing round and round creating a locked in feeling where there was once a freedom. Like a caged rat desperate to finish yet still feel the journey and not just getting there to the finish line.

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