Juneathon day 8: rain

Naturally, approaching the summer solstice, you kind of expect a lot of rain. Loads, in fact. And I should probably have kept this in mind with my choice of shoe – opting for a pair that quickly clogged up with mud on the rural paths.

So, to cut a long run short, just under 8 miles – about half on road, half crashing through over-grown paths – with some hills, a heron, a posh boarding school and lashings and lashings of rain. Kind of glad not to get lost this time round, although there were elements of misdirection at times…

Plenty of potential for getting lost, but most footpaths found with ease.