Any Porth in a Storm: The Long-Distance Walk that Goes South

A bookish quest of friendship, loss, strange coincidence and heroic failure. In no particular order.

'They say the darkest hour is just before the dawn, but people can be stupid. The darkest hour - at the end of daylight saving - was five past one in the morning.'

'I read the whole book in the first couple of days I was back home after I completed a 1,000 mile trek round Wales. I enjoyed the way [he] kept mentioning other writers, and the list of references at the back of the book is probabl...