Sometimes, you embark on a weekend away with certain expectations. And lo and behold they are met, and you return. Happy. Sometimes, those expectations are exceeded and you return battered, bruised and confounded. Ecstatic. This latter option is the outcome of following (I will never again bandy about loosely the word “hike”) the Harkerville Coastal Trail.
I was not sure that I would be able to join everyone else on this uhm … following, as I had quite a bad cold in the week. Nevertheless, I woke up early on the Friday still coughing but feeling OK, so packed (stuffed) my bag and drove to meet the first few Continue reading