things change

I’ve done this walk 3 or more times over the past couple of years. I wish the first mile or so wasn’t uphill, but apart from that it’s a walk I will continue returning to.

I was convinced I’d come across a small, wild strawberry, so I ate it and it tasted like a strawberry and I wasn’t poisoned – but I think it may have been a raspberry!

I came across an elderly (80 years old), Japanese (possibly) gentleman on the walk. He walks 5 miles a day round these hills and paths and up to the age of 72 he had run them. I’m glad I made the effort to talk to him. Mid-walk I had a sandwich and a mug of tea at the splendid Bocketts Farm. At the edge of a field I counted 11 horses. Further on there was a heron proudly overlooking the river. A nice walk on a rather hot day – and the trains behaved themselves.

All pictures taken with the camera – so much better.