Holy Mother of God. We knew the weather was supposed to be horrid, due to some hurricane somewhere out at sea, but we’d heard the warnings all week and so far the weather hadn’t lived up to the hype. Today it did. As of 9am (Sunday), we had no idea what we were doing. Weather forecast was scary, but there are no buses to anywhere on Sunday so...what to do?
At the back of our minds we were thinking that we most certainly wanted to work in the roast dinner at the Blue Ball Inn. Most certainly.
So after discussing various options with Jane (B&B owner) who suggested we scrap walking today because of the forecast, and another couple eating breakfast next to us, who agreed with Jane, we decide to walk anyway because A.) they all admit they are fair weather walkers, which skews their opinion some what, and B.) there’s not much else to do here and C.) we are so close to finishing up this section.
Listen to the wind: