On the second day of walking we had to walk down a chalk hill and it was houng fine until my leg gave way at it went under my bag and my other leg went infront. My friends thought I had vanished then looked down I was in hysterics laughing. To this day I still have chalk on my boots, trousers and bag. Turns out I liked all the times that I had fallen over during my bronze expedition I am doing silver in june.