Have you ever walked 10 miles straight into the teeth of a Northeaster? Now I have, from Blakey Ridge to Glaisdale. I’m sure it’s a lovely walk but all we saw was each other’s feet as we trudged through rain and mist and muddy puddles. And somehow my iPhone got wet, even though nothing else got wet under my waterproofs. I’m hoping it improves overnight, and we all hope our blisters and sore feet and thighs and ankles and fatigue improve after a night of sleep. Tomorrow is the final day! Stay tuned.