All goes well until the path seems to disappear. We go up a hill to scout the area flushing several sheep from the bracken in which they have been concealed. There is no wood as expected so we return to the lower end of the hill and plunge into a path of bracken. It is so tall Andy nearly disappears and of course I do. It conceals head height thistles and stinging nettles as well as a few blackberry bushes. By the time we walk out at where a stile is in the fence indicating this is the way, our arms are tingling from nettle sting. I am wearing short sleeves of course. It feels a bit like sunburn, not painful just tingling. The walk organisers will need to clear this part of the public path!
We get home without further incident and get ready for dinner at Jules in Weobley. I am taking everyone to dinner as a thank you for having me stay. The food is fabulous and they have lots of great vegetarian options as well as meat dishes.
By the end of dinner after, Cornish mussels, pork in cider and gooseberry pie, followed by white nectarines and raspberries with mango sorbet I can hardly walk.
I am not used to such big meals now. This is a fabulous restaurant. With all the food and after the vigorous walk I am really tired. Oh well. Not much to pack as I am back to a backpack. Andy and Karen present me with a Tshirt that has" Mad dog tours and its Latin motto is, no repeat customers." Andy's nick name is Mad Dog. I am privileged to be received into the club. I will be sad to leave the Logaston crew.
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