The Walker With Heart

Well, that didn't go to plan... We ballsed up.  We went off a mountain the wrong way, did casual checks and ended up 2 hours off the back of the pack and chose to stop there. So we did Ingleborough, dropped down, finally confirmed location, turned around walked back up Ingleborough and walked to Hill Inn checkpoint. We didn't do the basics we normally do so well - check, verify & confirm. We were nanas... Ok, we mucked up on a mountain where it was blowing horizontal snow in our faces.  We misjudged our route by about 300m and kept left instead of turn left. We did do somethings right - as soon as we realised and could get a signal we called in to the events organisers and let them know we'd ballsed up. We also couldn't let anyone sit on the hills just so we could carry on walking, so we called it at Hill Inn. And also agreed that we'd find someway of helping out to try and redeem our embarrassment. Which is how we ended up in the kitchen of the ...

The Fellsman... 60 miles... That's a long way.  Two and a bit marathons... Would be bad enough! Then there's the hills... 11,000ft of them - roughly 3 Ben Nevis' The kit list has been checked, and emails set to confirm bits of the that my befuddled brain couldn't work out - how many long sleeve tops do I need to take, including the waterproofs? Is it 5 or 6... How much insulation will I need for the night? I've been event specific training, walking uses different combinations of muscles than running, carrying a specified kit list is always going to weight more than my more minimal set of kit for splashing and dashing. And I'm scared. Between my mate (whose made enough to sign up for this, in fact I think it was his idea) and me with a lot of hill experience, we've walk well as a pair and have strength in depth for something bits and bobs - we can both plan for England and also read a map on the fly.  But this is something more than the 26 mil...