My road goes ever on and on. And on. And on. It is now over a week since I left Rivendell, and it feels like a life time. Already my nice new blue mathom outfit is beginning to smell a bit stale. I guess I should have packed a few more. But I am one to travel light when I can.
It should not be too long now and I will reach the edge of Hollin. I do recall from Frodo’s recollections of his journey that it often felt that no progress was being made. I know the feeling! At least he had company with him though. I think I am going a bit mad on my own, I have even found myself talking to myself. Not in a Smeagol manner I should say!!!
Anyway, I found myself a comfy rock where I will spend the night. It may be cold, but at least it is not as damp as the ground is starting to feel.