Walking to Sri Lanka (one step at a time).

Our longest walk to date; 5 days. Reaching England felt like a significant milestone, our first border crossed. We had planned to walk for 6 days in a relaxed fashion but with the advance of Storm Agnes we spent our first night holed up in a basement hotel room in Hawick, waiting out the weather.  Next day we set off early. It was a relief to get out of town and into the hills and the expansive green. The sun was trying to shine and we made good progress until our path was barred by a locked, barbed wire-covered gate. Having hurled our packs, the dog and ourselves over an adjacent bit of spiky fencing, we had to pick our way over a 10ft deep heap of rotting hay bales which, disconcertingly, gave way with every step. Might have made a good scene in an Indiana Jones film (or not!) The path had been commandeered by local stables and we saw a horse going round and round in a horse walker (weird concept) and further on gave up trying to get through their gates, piles of asbestos and electri