6:10 a.m. departure for bittersweet final day. Such a strange feeling to know that the finish is just some six hours away.
No rain for the finale!
The end of the sheep:
Traffic on the M4 at 8:00 a.m. (Would you believe?)
What are these dogs loving?
Turns out they are crazy for blackberries!
Pseudo Golden Gate, but quite stunning in its own right:
A fish out of water:
And, after walking since June 22 in heavy rain and wind, and occasional sun, with a good mix of ups and downs and flat terrain, and facing a rich variety of challenges, which kept each day interesting, finally entering Chepstow:
Third set of poles that serviced the last stages of the 985 miles from Chester.
Suzie, apparently, had ordered a band to be playing, but, alas, they never showed up!
What’s next? No idea………yet!
Grandma Goes Coastal 