Three weeks hiking solo, essentials only on my back – I loved every minute, even regular drenchings could not break my spirit, I was alive!
Each year I meant to hike, always put off, bending to others wishes and ideas. Priorities though had changed, I packed my rucksack one last time to make the walk of a lifetime.
I would get there tomorrow, ready now for my hospice bed. I would be gone in a week.