Safely back at home now, thawing out, eating proper food and reflecting on an amazing trip. It’ll take me a while to pull all of the images off our cameras together (hence none of me yet!), but here’s a sneaky first peak. None of the Cape quite yet (film is being developed) as I managed to fall and break my own camera on Sandwood Bay!
As time allows, I’ll also be adding full descriptions of each of the days, where we found things difficult, where paths diverged from maps etc. so I hope this will be useful to others intending to tackle this incredible route.
After so long in planning, it feels great to have finally made it to the cape. Yes we were cold for long periods, yes we had low moments and were often knackered, but this was counterbalanced by the sheer wild beauty of the country and the rare solitude of not seeing a single living soul for days on end. And, given a choice between cold and wet, I’d have taken cold every time. The sun shone on our backs for the final days to the cape, which in midwinter, really can’t be bad.
More soon.
