Jumping on the tube at 7.00am on a Saturday morning, my well-worn commute to St Pancras station has the horrible familiarity of a work morning. With less than two months to go until my Atlas Mountain trek, Saturday morning lie-ins are now a thing of the past as I cram in as many weekend hikes as possible. Avoiding eye contact with my adjacent office, I join my bleary-eyed hiking chums as we’re whisked off to embark on a day on the White Cliffs coastal walk.
Dover to Deal walk