This June, my brother Pablo, our old school mate Bill, and I are walking coast to coast from Carlisle to Newcastle, following Hadrian’s Wall the old-fashioned way — no support crew, no shortcuts, just long days on foot and a warm bed at night. We’ll head east through farmland, wild ridges, and Roman stone, carrying only what we need and stopping when the legs (or Bill’s knees) say so. Each evening I’ll record a short audio postcard: a few minutes of reflections, small moments, tired laughter, and whatever the day leaves behind. No polish, just boots-on-the-ground field notes — weather, pub tables, ancient walls, and three friends settling back into the rhythm of walking, all the way to the North Sea.
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Feb 10 20261 min