This past weekend I have been down in the Breacons (South Wales) on our annual family friend get together. We meet up with a load of my parent’s friends from CUYHA (Cambridge University Youth Hostel Association), which most of the people they have kept in contact since university were members of. So for the past 11 years a bunkhouse (a building with some beds and cooking facilities) has been rented and everyone has bundled in for a weekend of walking, playing football badly, pontoon (that looks odd when you write it out) and reminicing. Rather dissapointingly this year there were no actual games of pontoon and only one game of football, despite the great pitch we had (meaning it was roughly flat and reasonably sized).
I also did two twenty mile walks in preperation for the hundred mile walk I’m planning to do at the end of the month. My dad did the marshals walk for the 100 (about a month prior to the actual walk a few of the better walkers go round to check the route description is accurate and it isn’t too too hard) and said it was one of the easiest walks he’d ever done. While this sounds promising he also said that there was a lot of walking along roads which doesn’t appeal to me a lot, walking along a road after 20 miles is bad enough let alone 5 miles after 80 miles of walking.
In other news I will also be finishing my job as a spy at the end of the month and I am planning to head to Canada for a couple of months after I go to Holyrood Palace to get my Duke of Edinburgh’s award on the 6th July.