Sorry for all the exclamation marks, but today is a big day for me. In cloud and rain, up on a boggy hillI, I crossed the border. I’m in Scotland.

I’m in Scotland!

I’ve walked the length of England. I’m thrilled to bits. This (below) is my crossing the border photo. It’s not got much in the way of dramatic landscape in it, but hopefully you can see the happy face underneath all the layers of clothing.


Ok, enough of the celebrations. I’ll rewind several days to Plan B.
Plan B worked out pretty well. My alternative route was extremely scenic. On the day of the gales I walked north, underneath the slopes of the North Pennines, along tracks and paths and through quiet red sandstone villages. I stayed the night in a little village called Melmerby, with a proper mr and mrs tiggywinkle who ran a sweet B&B.

The following day was calm, hot and sunny. Ideal weather to go over the fells! Cross Fell, complete with big snow patches, seemed to grin wickedly at me I tramped along my long-way-round-route. If only I had waited out the bad weather in Dufton. But hey ho. Instead I did go north east and over the hills, but on a much easier, lower route. I loved the little green lanes that took me back up to the moors. I met a man who said that the tracks are referred to locally as ‘Lollins lanes’. I may be spelling it wrongly, but what a lovely word. Lollins.

After a wonderful sun baked 23 mile day, I caught up with myself. I.e. I caught up with where I planned to be. I was now down on the north eastern side of the North Pennine moorland, and in the South Tyne valley. (Which is extremely beautiful. Another gem that I would not have known of). Ian and Celeste came up for the weekend, bringing fresh eggs and other food treats.

Hadrian’s Wall was my next days walking – well, half day, as I seemed to race through it. For the first time since, since, well I’m not sure really. The first time since the Dovedale area of Derbyshire probably. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that for the first time in ages, I suddenly saw loads of other walkers. It was bank holiday Sunday. And Hadrian’s Wall Path (another of our 19 official National Trail long distance walking routes) would seem to be far far more popular than the Pennine Way. Interesting. It’s popular with people from all over the world too. I met an Australian, saw Dutch people, Swedes, a Russian couple, and to cap it all I met a family from Honolulu. I think the reasons for its popularity are that the trail is a manageable 84 miles long, never goes higher than 350 metres, is near to roads and accommodation, and of course there’s the whole Roman thing going on.

In comparison to Offa’s Dyke which is a wonderful walk, but the Dyke itself is just a hump in the ground, Hadrian’s Wall is very impressive. At least it was in the stretch I walked, where the Pennine Way coincides for 7 miles or so with Hadrian’s Wall Path. Again I was walking in warm sun, and I felt so happy that my route was taking in yet another marvel of our amazing islands. And I was now in yet another county – Northumberland.

I also realised that I am at last fairly fit. The 23 miles the previous day felt fine, and on this Hadrian’s Wall day I sped along in high spirits, revelling in the sun and glorious views of wall and distant hills. I overtook everyone I came across, and no one except fell runners passed me. There will still be days when I feel low on energy, but at least it is good to know that 777 miles under my belt have made me stronger and fitter.

I read somewhere that on a very long walk, during the first third of the journey you get quite tired and are struggling to get fit. In the middle third, you feel great. Then in the final third your body starts to fall apart! I hope that final third bit doesn’t happen to me.

Having made the rendezvous point for meeting my friend Alex a day early, I was able to take a rest day. I’ve decided on a complete change of route through Scotland. So my rest day was spent pouring I over maps. I was going to have followed the new Scottish National Trail all the way. But on closer inspection I think that it’s (a) very wiggly and (b) includes quite a bit of westerly and potentially very midgy glens. Plus it’s not a marked trail, right now it’s more of an idea than a trail. I have come to the conclusion that it would be more fun to plan my own route north. I’ll keep you posted as to how it works out.

Back to England. The day before yesterday I was joined Alex. Instead of chatting to sheep I had a real live human to talk to. It was a day described as dull by my Pennine Way guidebook, but it was fine, and with plenty of variety. We started with a 1/2 mile of Roman wall, followed by moors, forests, and grass fields. The going was a tad boggy at times, and I was disappointed not to have my camera to hand when Alex decided to get more up close and personal with the bog. I turn round to see her rolling about in the bog, having slipped from a log into the mud. Luckily this event happened early in the day, so there was plenty of time to dry off. We also had a game of ‘Guess How Many Pennine Way Walkers We Will See Today’. It’s more exciting than it sounds. I set the rules. And I won. Funny that. Alex guessed 3, and I predicted 0. We saw one line walker, so I was closest.

Alex kindly had brought a gourmet lunch. We picnicked in a clear felled area of forest. The tree stumps made excellent furniture – providing us with a table and two stools on which to perch. Pickled quails eggs, falafel, and stuffed vine leaves made a welcome change from my usual slices of Soreen loaf with cheese. I’m somewhat fed up of the Soreen but I will persist with it as it’s brilliant for energy. Plus one loaf lasts for three days in my rucksack.

Our day ended with a stroll along the banks of the North Tyne into Bellingham. I now know that the North Tyne and South Tyne rivers flow into the more famous Tyne. In this neck of the woods all three river valleys are wooded and very beautiful. In an interesting quirk of pronounciation, you say “BellingJAM”.

From Bellingham, minus Alex, I strode on alone to Bryness. The lovely thing about walking is that I never feel totally alone. Some days I don’t see a soul. But when I do see another walker, they are always happy to chat. Its so different from normal life, where you’d rarely strike up a conversation with a stranger. I met Jim, a very experienced walker, who I later had supper with as we were staying in the same hostel/inn place for the night. And then I met Guy and Alastair, a father and son duo. Today I bumped into them again, and it was great to have company for the first few hours as we plodded through bogs and saw a sum total of nothing much in the cloud and rain. We shook hands and wished each other good journeys as we parted company late in the morning. Guy and Alastair are just one day away from completing the Pennine Way. And I was heading off the Pennine Way and along Dere Street, towards Jedburgh. Dere Street is a Roman road that runs all the way from York. The Romans would have been appalled at the state of some of the bits I walked on today. All that remained was muddy yucky cow trodden bogs. Thankfully after a couple of miles it improved and became more grassy. Late on in the afternoon I had had enough mud though, and completed my days walk to Jedburgh on quiet lanes.

A final word about the Pennine Way. I didn’t do the very last stage. But I’ve now walked most of it. It’s a wonderful walk. A challenge, but its fabulous to walk high along the spine of England, through three National Parks. The trail is in the best condition it’s ever been, with far fewer boggy bits than in previous years. Yet conversely it has the fewest people walking it than ever. It’s easily completed over three years – taking one weeks holiday each time. Go and walk it!

Right, that’s the end of this essay/chapter. And that’s me. In Scotland.

35 thoughts on “Scotland!!!!!

  1. Congratulations!!!! I think a few extra exclamation marks are required today. A huge achievement …. always knew you could do it but even so a big challenge. Love reading your posts and always share your news with Bath Spa Uni colleagues … keep up the good work Flora … look forward to hearing all about Scotland x

  2. Many congratulations, Flora! We stand (or more often sit) in awe of your achievements so far. So enjoy reading all your blogs and keeping up with your progress. Liz and Tony xx

  3. Welcome to Scotland Flora! You must do the west coast – stunning! You planning on doing any of the islands?

    • Thank you Martin. I do feel very welcomed. The landlord in the bar I popped into for my celebration dram tonight gave me the drink on the house. I am biased already but it went to prove that the folk north of the border are the kindest and most generous.
      I was going to go up the west coast, but will now be heading up more centrally. Not sure after Inverness though.

      • The west coast islands are amazing! Especially south uist. You should try and get over. But I do get your point about the midges!

      • Martin, I agree. The Outer Hebrides are one of my favourite places on earth. But a little bit of a diversion for me on this particular trip. But you never know…

  4. The land of porridge has been reached! I hope it is plentiful! Congratulations! Just a few more exclamation remarks!


      • Just want a little nit pick on the competition! It seems to me that 0 or nil walkers is a negative that can never be a positive so that 1 (one) walker is a positive and nearer to 3 (three) so I win!!!!!!!!!!!! also we saw in the far distance going through Wark forest two (2) walkers – Guy and Alistair may be? so there were three people walking that section that day. I know I did not speak to them, but you did on another day. That is my three so I win again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What do you think?!


      • Oh no, an appeal to the umpire. It was actually Guy and Alastair in the distance. I told them about our competition, and they said they had seen us.
        I think that Ian should be consulted tomorrow, and asked to settle the issue.

  5. Brilliant Flora, just brilliant, I am really enjoying reading the novel of your adventure chapter by chapter. Keep up the reports:)

  6. Wow!!!!!! Scotland!!! Flora Marriott!!! Well done! Loving the posh lunch!!! Better than custard and kit Kats! Video from jack tomorrow!!! X

  7. You’re incredible Flora and an inspiration to those of us who would like to do this type of thing but always have a good excuse as to why it’s not possible. I hope the weather improves – I’ve heard the Scottish islands can be stunning in the sun.

    Well done – you put us all to shame!

    Jemma & Will xxx

    • Hi Jemma and Will! Lovely to hear from you. Well, I kept thinking this would be a ‘one day’ thing. And then I thought that one can’t guarantee having good health, so right now my limbs appear to be functioning. So I went for it.
      Hope you are both doing well. x

  8. Hi Flora, what can I say but, Lollins!!
    Also thinking of all the Roman ruins (and the boggy bits!) I am reminded of Monty Python – what did the Romans ever do for us!!!!
    Now you have crossed the bonnie border its time for you to wear Ian’s kilt!!
    Think I’ve used too many exclamation marks!
    Mel x

  9. Scotland…..already!!!! Fantastic and am amazed by your journey – not amazed you’ve done it, but just all the amazing stuff.

    When is the book of this journey (a much over-used word but literally true this time) coming out as I want to reserve a copy – and I’m old-fashioned (as you know!) and like a book to flick through?

    p.s. Time Travellers Guide to Medieval Times is fab so thanks for the recommendation

    • Hi Cathy! Book…?! Omg. I’ll print out my blog onto paper for you πŸ™‚
      I’m so glad you like the Time Travellers… I thought you would. We will have to have another stroll together sometime to discuss all the interesting stuff in the book.
      Meanwhile, I must get myself up off the bench I’ve been lying on in the sun, and march on.

      • I hope the sun keeps shining for you…. Oh and here’s a few more from Tony,Bobby and me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  10. Well done Flora! It was a pleasure to meet and walk with you. Your endeavours are a real inspiration. We finished the walk yesterday and celebrated with Jim in The Border Inn. We are currently travelling home by train from Edinburgh with fond memories and aching limbs.

    My Dad likened you to Ellen MacArthur, a 21st century heroin!

    Good luck with the rest of your travels.


    • Hi Alastair and Guy.
      WELL DONE on completing the Pennine Way! I’ve walked some of the Southern Upland Way today. It’s a real stunner. I’d thoroughly recommend it.

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