A rebel without a clue.

Still a little frazzled, but had a reasonable night's sleep. We're heading on the number 12 to Beachy Head around nine this morning after breakfast, in the North Laines area. First an Italian coffee and crossiant, with butter and jam, and now a mushroom and egg bun from the Flour Pot. It's a better day so far. Not as windy. Actually it's pretty still here on Sydney Street. Gulls and pigeons wheel about expecting dropped crumbs as Michael eats slowly and I gobble mine. My best friend is definitely Lola. She makes me live. She helps me forgive. The first one and final one. And it's not long now. Gentle and happy. Warm and loving. Yes I am a little tearful today because I don't know what I am doing... *** A brief walk and wait in the Pavilion Gardens for Michael to take a call from the a Judge for a case in July. The Great Escape festival starts in Brighton from Friday. The Strawberry Fields Guesthouse is fully booked, but this is enough of backpacking for me. Noth...

Where do we go from Chichester? Well not the YHA at Eastbourne, which appears to be fully booked, and perhaps not the YHA at Brighton which has a similar issue. Michael is paying for the rooms. I guess if he was here on his own and was looking around, as we did yesterday, he'd be paying for a single room, at least, or a double room if that is all which is available. However I just know it's possible to save a little money in a private room at the YHAs around here. If we reach the goal of Beachy Head after a nice walk along the Cuckmere Haven perhaps our goal could move back through the Big Smoke to Cambridge (or something like that) a day earlier than expected? Really I can just about afford to stay in the South until Sunday as long as I've found a YHA to stop in on my own on Saturday night, after Michael has returned to Frankfurt via Frankfurt Hahn. If I was forced back to London from Cambridge then perhaps Euston Road could be my final base. But I really don't know wh...

Tough walk down off the Downs into Clanfield. I was stood at the wrong bus stop for a while so had to walk to Drift Road to connect with the First Bus number 8. As I was by a parade of shops I went into Chandler's , but I just had the worst/most lackluster of all the breakfasts eaten since Thursday morning. It was £10 and small, undercooked and uninspired, but then again the proprietor said Crossant not croissant... ... Funny old day. We did a lot of tourist stuff. Portchester, which was excellent for coffee, church, view and a walk along to the bus stop via Stargate prototypes. But I was always exhausted from the running of a warm tap in the room up on top of the Sustainability Centre. But I am still going just before nine. We're staying at the Nag's Head where I end today with a fantastic pint of Harvey's Best Bitter. Tomorrow we head east to the Cuckmere Haven... Michael and I went back into the happy groove so that the walk from awful Portchester train station to Ro...

Please don't ask me to do this again! 35 kilometres up and over, down then return, to find accommodation which is £48 for one person in a hostel. There is a flaw in England and it's the cost of traveling on a shoestring. True I could have carried a tent, but I would've been at least 25% overburdened, not just fifteen percent. And how was I to know the weather would be dry as a bone in May? From tomorrow I am heading to Chichester to meet up with Michael and the garrote he is carrying. Tomorrow I will need to find a route myself, unless I stick to the Monarch's Way until it hits a station heading to Chichester. The weather will change shortly. It'll be wet a while(Wednesday is forecast rainy), but perhaps not the entire summer? It doesn't matter to me as I will be firmly stuck in Leeds, Wetherby, etc, until September as that's when dog sitting begins in earnest: 26th June on and off until 3rd September when I will sod off again. This accommodation is in a dec...

Mike and I walked slowly on the Pilgrim's Way. After the morning onto the South Downs I realise how steady we were. Talking was the main gear of the travel. Here it has been the need to reach respite, repase, rest, relaxation, shoes off, etc. My left foot finally played silly buggers so I reduced to sandals and, in the final few pastures, I took to barefoot and minded where I stepped around cow pats, nettles and over gravelly styles. Expensive but excellent: The Shoe Inn. I've stopped long enough to recharge all batteries. Then I must pick up something for the evening... setting off for the Sustainability Centre up ahead: it has an eco hostel, but no dormitories, just a small private room @ £48. Two other walkers overlook me, but they're carrying a fraction of my weight and only started out from Winchester this morning. One gave me a couple of snack bars and the other slowed me down. It helped me get to Exton. Food in the Shoe Inn £28 with a beer. I had another Wadworth 6X ...

We reached Winchester at around 5 yesterday, but things were clearly not the same. The silly 'argument' about noise levels around the verge, where we waited for the number 64 bus the short 8 miles distance, had grown into a disgruntlement at each other. After a shower in our room I went to find calm, a beer, a dog, or two, and to read a little. Once I'd reached Stables, to meet Mike for dinner, the tension in the air... ... Something fundamental. *** We just ate breakfast together, but there is an unspoken antagonism towards each other. So we went from laughing at the bottom of our ribs to not speaking, beyond auto response, in 24 hours. Having never walked with anyone for more than a day on The Way I've no experience of the conflicts we humans conjurer up. But we did have a bit of fun along the Pilgrim's Way and we did reach Winchester in one piece. That road and them cars were loud, but what can be done about it right there right then? And we all have our own perc...

Phew! Michael is at the other end of this room. However my head is towards those Hampshire tones as Liverpool plays Spurs on the box alongside Church Street. He's gone for a walk... And I am over. £42 on Thai food. Why is it so very expensive? It was very warming, the Duck, and I scoffed the lot, but it's twice as expensive as Chinese food from a takeaway and no more complex?!? *** Just about Lunch time as we reach the Treehouse Café. It was another good morning. The cheese shop sketch, fish licence and Dickkens (two Ks) and a detectorist who was heading up into the landowner's space to discover Roman, Saxon and Bronze age gold - the Golden Triangle is the specific area know by enthusiasts. In another 7ish kilometres we will hit the A31 once more, it's easy to be lulled into pastoralism in Hampshire, but Southampton and London are very heavily tied together. There appears to be a Bishop's Sutton village (just after) ahead which is where we resist following the main ...