608 miles as of today...almost to the Misty Mountain Foothills. As I keyed in the entry in the (so helpful!) Barrowdowns Walk to Rivendell (and beyond!) page, I noticed part of the description that fit today's walk so well it is uncanny!
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The first part of their journey was hard and dreary, and Frodo remembered little of it, save the wind. For many sunless days an icy blast came from the Mountains in the east, and no garment seemed able to keep out its searching fingers.
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No matter how tightly I wrapped my cloak about my face, I could not keep the icy wind out, and one thing about being so bundled is you cannot see around you very well without turning your entire body in the direction which you wish to look. No wonder Frodo didn't remember it so well! He was probably looking over a swath of fabric into a monocolored sky of gray thinking...got to stay warm...got to stay warm...too cold to reach for water bottle...got to stay warm....and the vistas around me all wrapped in the secondary mist that extreme cold and wet fog will bring...I think it is supposed to rain really hard tomorrow...ugh! About now, I'd rather be on the boats headed to Rauros with
Alatariel! (I could use a pedicure AND a facial after all this windburn!) [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]
Cheers,
Lyta