And now Anadi and I are at Gatwick…I am in Costa writing, and Anadi is in a meeting… It feels a bit like time travel… The journey from Devon to here took only four hours… We left at 6am, in … Read More
Today Jane and I had a very happy day, mainly spent in the laundrette… We had started the day again on a very wild and windy Woolacombe beach, and come gratefully home to the delicious Score Valley House Hotel breakfast, … Read More
Anadi and I arrived here in Ilfracombe on Monday evening, we were met by our host who wasn’t wearing shoes! ‘Barefoot’ I exclaimed as if I were greeting one of my tribe… ‘I’m always getting told off for it’ he … Read More
The sun is shiny golden bright today, gusty windy cloud scudding bright… We are in Lyme Regis and I have just enjoyed a very blowy walk along the seafront to the end of the Cobb… I stood on the end … Read More
After nearly three miles of running along the beautiful sandy sea weedy ‘middle beach’ of Studland Bay, I reached the end and saw a line of traffic queuing to the edge of the water; a tall man who had run … Read More
As I sit here writing I can hear rain, persistent and heavy… All I’ve heard is rain since we arrived in England last Wednesday… But it lends itself to a green lush land, and is an enjoyable and different experience … Read More
We woke to a grey blowy day and I stepped out into a land of green grey; Dorset stone rising around me; grey slippy pavement beneath my bare feet… Feeling the energy of the earth beneath my soles, I ran … Read More
Anadi and I ran together for a last run on our endless beach… The playa with a timeless feel to it, so easy to cover the miles… Today we spotted six other barefoot runners, brown bodies, brown feet blending with … Read More
I ran and ran and ran on the endless beach, padding along in my bare feet… Anadi by my side for nine miles; it was easy to run along and keep running, each step the sandy same… Another ‘longest ever’ … Read More
Anadi and I walked off the plane into the wet grey of an English summer day in July… The airport tarmac felt warm beneath my feet, and wet too of course… But fun, a bit like the joy of jumping … Read More
