What a delightful way to keep track of my various wanderings!
Let's see...
Day 1
The sky was cloudy today as I locked up the door of my beloved Bag End, placed the front-door key in my waistcoat and scurried to catch up with my companions, who were waiting at the entrance to Bagshot Row, eager to be off. We made good time for the first few miles, laughing and singing in time with our quick steps. We spoke of many things, (of Hobbit-lore and Númenor, and whether Balrogs have wings...
) Still, too many second breakfasts began to tell on us, and our pace had slowed considerably by the time we reached Bywater, four and a half miles and nearly ninety minutes out. Only then did we realize that, like Bilbo, we had left our pocket-handkerchiefs back in our holes. Alas! Still, adventures must contain little adversities of this nature, so we were philosophic about the whole ordeal, and continued on. As I write this, the sky has begun to open, and it appears that much further perambulation will be impossible. So, with hearts still high our first day ends. We have not come quite so far as I had hoped; a mere six miles, and the lamps of Hobbiton are still quite visible in the twilight. Ah well. Tomorrow shall be better.
-Garen