About this blog

The journey from John o'Groats to Land's End took place in 14 sections, starting in 1996 (a week or so each year). The idea came to me in 1995 and I completed the British JoGLE Watershed in June 2009.

I was joined by a number of relations and friends from time to time. Most notable among my walking companions were my son Tim (7 sections) and nephews Peter and Jonny.

After walking the first section in 1996 I discovered that Dave Hewitt had already pioneered the Scottish Watershed (to Cape Wrath) in 1987, and had published his excellent account Walking the Watershed in 1994. We have been in touch since then, and he has been a great encouragement.

A simple definition of the watershed is that any rain falling to the left of the path finishes in the North Sea or English Channel, and anything to the right flows into the Atlantic Ocean, the Irish Sea or the Bristol Channel.

I believe that this was the first walk along the full length of the British JoGLE Watershed. I became aware just after I completed the journey that the late Mike Allen walked a slightly different version (from Land's End to Cape Wrath) between 1988 and 1994, so he will have covered the same ground apart from the most north-easterly 220km.

There have subsequently been several walks and publications about parts of the JoGLE watershed, including Peter Wright's 2010 Ribbon of Wildness account of his Scottish section walked in 2005, which has brought the subject of watershed walking in the UK to a wider audience.

I hope you enjoy this blog. I'm planning to publish a full account in 2013/4. A summary of the walk appeared in The Angry Corrie volume 76 in 2009.

Malcolm Wylie.

Monday, 1 July 2002

SECTION 6 - The Border to Settle

The Section covered the northern half of the Pennines.

It was walked by Tim and me in July 2002 (as blogged), but it had been planned for 2001. Unfortunately the disastrous foot-and-mouth outbreak in 2001 made that impossible, so I did the Cotswold section instead. That became Section 10 geographically.

Our family had suffered a tragedy a few months ago, when we lost our 28 year old daughter Emma in a car accident in the USA. I was constantly reminded of this by the fact that I'd just started needing reading glasses for the map and journal, and I'd bought them at JFK airport when we went out there just after receiving the news.

Tim and I met (later than scheduled) in Carlisle station, having journeyed from different places. We then took the bus to Newcastleton, and the driver kindly gave us a lift in his own car up to Dinlaby, from where we walked up through forest and then heather to the Border at Hobb's Flow.

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