Day 5 : Penultimate day
I think my body started to adjust to the rigour of the walks in that I felt my pains in the legs were easing and I could move.Though the foot which I had hurt before the walks and the ligament in my knee had flared up because of the wrong walking technique werE still sore but manageable.
The previous night at the immaculate and breath taking house with stunning views of the lake and mountains of the lake district-Richard and wife Judith(worked for two decades with Oxfam) organized a super dinner and discussion followed by our story telling. We were received really well- donation seeked and responded too.
Jenny took over as she did as soon as we arrived- must be in seventies but yet again- her energy,enthuasism and hospitality was so all embracing. I was shivering from the onslaught of the days walk and had no dry clothes but J- organized that ina jiffy. Bruce and me enjoyed our stay with J and I did nort feel that I was in a strangers house as soon as we met we were into conversations and were havivg such agreat laugh.
Morning we set –off to the grave of the slave girl= again.had some discussion with an excellent and supportive liberal MP.About 14 of us including the host from the night before with their lovely Dog Tia- who kept jumoing into cold springs and water puddles regularly and having great fun
We did the lake in a ferry and reached the other shore- steep climb and to rach a high point to see a cairn on top of the mountain with a stunning breath taking view. We also had great sandwiches- which Jenny had packed for us –with lovbely fruits and tea fron Belinda – i enjoyed a hearty lunch.
We set of to trek in tarmac and mud path – whilst most of the journey was good walking time and agin we were into very slippery non-MBT shoe territory.The last hour was treacherous my foot sang in agony but we made it to the Wordsworth place to a great talk- vist with wind and juice.
I had to jump as soon as we were offered a car rid ethe last mile,
At the youth Hostel tonight –I bought some milk and tea for the morning.
A day that made me think so much about so many isssues.A day yet again I enjoyed talking to Graham our walk leader as we shared things such as cultural mooring;masculine issues of power that comes in when we walk and relationship as well as tolence to religion- i enjoyed all that whilst taking in the awesome beauty of the place.Also felt happy to talk about campaign in Uk and other issues of jobs and professions etc with lovely Nicola –campaigner from Oxfam.
We all spoke to many on the way and as usual gave handbills at pubs and Cafe.
Spoke to Uma – she seems to be happy-i am looking for ward the last stretch to Keswick tomorrow and to her joining us.
Clothes stink;socks stinking- so many things I have carried have not had any use ecept as excess- I am so grateful toNicola for carrying my back Pack and delivering it though she herself had hurt her ankle- but she is so brave and so determined that she did not let that stop her.
A great day- sun shined;wind took a back seat and RAINS WENT ON EXTENDED BANK HOLIDAYS.
STEP UP FOR FAIR TRADE IT SAYS- AND WE HAVE –SO FAR MORE THAN A MILLION STPES- MANY HUNDREDs MET AND ARE CREATING AWARENESS- STORY ABOUT INDIAN COFFE SHARED SO MUCH;SO RICHLY THAT THE BREW HAS CAUGHT UP!
