Walk To Rivendell" aka "The Eowyn Challenge" - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Alatáriël Lossëhelin · 06-15-2003, 08:55 PM

I just updated my mileage on the Eowyn Challenge site and was proud to see not only my 8 shields, but also so many for our B-D group. Wooohooo!! I'm finally over the 200 mile mark. [img]smilies/cool.gif[/img]

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Had to sleep (make that try to sleep) last night listening to those dratted Neekerbreekers. It was almost as bad as that weekend at Tom's house. But we're finally out of earshot of them. It's a good thing I packed so much Elvish insect repellent, as it appears the midges prefer elf when they can't get hobbit. Without Strider, I would have been hopelessly lost as there are many paths here that wander in all directions. He says we should be out of the Marshes in 2-3 days, thanks be to Ilúvatar.

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The flies began to torment them, and the air was full of clouds of tiny midges that crept up their sleeves and breeches and into their hair.

"I am being eaten alive!" cried Pippin. "Midgewater! There are more midges than water!"

"What do they live on when they can't get hobbit?" asked Sam, scratching his neck.

They spent a miserable day in this lonely and unpleasant country. Their camping-place was damp, cold, and uncomfortable; and the biting insects would not let them sleep. There were also abominable creatures haunting the reeds and tussocks that from the sound of them were evil relatives of the cricket. There were thousands of them, and they squeaked all round, 'neek-breek, breek-neek', unceasingly all the night, until the hobbits were nearly frantic.

06-15-2003, 08:55 PM	#11
Alatáriël Lossëhelin Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Road to Rivendell: 2491 miles from Hobbiton, with Frodo and Sam, homeward bound Posts: 365	I just updated my mileage on the Eowyn Challenge site and was proud to see not only my 8 shields, but also so many for our B-D group. Wooohooo!! I'm finally over the 200 mile mark. [img]smilies/cool.gif[/img] _________________________ Had to sleep (make that try to sleep) last night listening to those dratted Neekerbreekers. It was almost as bad as that weekend at Tom's house. But we're finally out of earshot of them. It's a good thing I packed so much Elvish insect repellent, as it appears the midges prefer elf when they can't get hobbit. Without Strider, I would have been hopelessly lost as there are many paths here that wander in all directions. He says we should be out of the Marshes in 2-3 days, thanks be to Ilúvatar. -------------------- The flies began to torment them, and the air was full of clouds of tiny midges that crept up their sleeves and breeches and into their hair. "I am being eaten alive!" cried Pippin. "Midgewater! There are more midges than water!" "What do they live on when they can't get hobbit?" asked Sam, scratching his neck. They spent a miserable day in this lonely and unpleasant country. Their camping-place was damp, cold, and uncomfortable; and the biting insects would not let them sleep. There were also abominable creatures haunting the reeds and tussocks that from the sound of them were evil relatives of the cricket. There were thousands of them, and they squeaked all round, 'neek-breek, breek-neek', unceasingly all the night, until the hobbits were nearly frantic. __________________ "It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..." "If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."