I leave my campsite and skirt the edge of the Meres and Mosses wetlands.
I cross a wheat field (so I'm at least as naughty as our Prime Minister).
The early morning dew soaks my trousers and fills my boots and I squelch along a short section of canal
I take back roads, past a field of blood red poppies, to the village of Hanmer and it's mere.
I head north from Hanmer and just outside the village of Tallarn Green I reach exactly 500 miles of walking from Land's End!
The 500 mile point
Over the course of the day I cross the English/Welsh border six times. I'm heading towards the twin settlement of Holt and Farndon for the night (Holt in Wales and Farndon in England, separated by the River Dee).
