...and then a marshland with no visible path happened.
We took a a wrong turn at a T-junction. Everything went downhill from there (although we kept climbing uphills) and what should have been an easy 3-hour hiking turned into a 6-hour-long lost-in-marshland odyssey. We were so lost that we had to keep comparing our map with a GPS, according to which we were often in a blank space.
Nevertheless, or because of it, it was awesome. Not a LOL fun. But a we-are-in-a-blank-space-on-GPS kind of fun.
Marshes! That's the weirdest thing. How come water's everywhere on perfectly normal-looking hills?
We ended up taking a gigantic detour, went up and down various-sized hills, climbed thousands of stiles, went through millions of swing gates, and more than one occasion, we were threatened by gangs of protective mama sheep. We finally arrived back at the town around sunset. Couldn't feel my legs anymore.
English dinner wouldn't cut it after all this, so we went for Indian.
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