What a day! A rush to get the first train followed by getting on the wrong second train and having to catch a third train back two stations and finally having to wait for a fourth train to the starting point of my river walk at New Haw. As usual I was pretty unprepared for a long walk, with just a banana and a crunch bar to last what turned out to be a nearly 5 hour, 14 mile walk along the River Wey Navigation to Guildford. It was so hot when there wasn’t shelter from the mid-day sun. Exhausted after walking non-stop for 5 hours (I rarely stop for rests, particularly when I don’t have food), I arrived at Guildford station to find there’s a signal failure on my line to home, so I improvised a return route via Woking and Clapham Junction. What a day!
A train to Guildford and a 15 minute walk took me to Dapdune Wharf, a modest National Trust site on the River Wey. My purpose was to investigate the second-hand bookshop, which I can now recommend and which proved successful. I went inside the large barge wearing one of the hard-hats provided – absolutely essential for all six-footers! There’s also a very decent cafe. It was a lovely few hours spent in the bookshop, pottering around and having a cafe sandwich lunch. https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/river-wey-and-godalming-navigations-and-dapdune-wharf
The first two images were taken on the walk from the station to the Wharf and show the River Wey as it passes through the centre of Guildford.
It was all going so well, the little ones taking turns flying the new kite – their first kite! Little Iris started running, encouraging the kite to fly higher, but then she stumbled, letting go of the kite spool, and we all watched as the kite flew up and up and into the trees. Our attempts to encourage it to untangle from the branches and to be blown out of the trees were in vain. Finally, we severed the cord hoping that the wind might be strong enough to blow the kite free, but it wasn’t to be.
We continued to the top of Boxhill to enjoy the rest of the day, hoping for a miracle and that we would find the kite waiting for us on our descent, but sadly no. Ordering a replacement kite will be the first thing to do on arriving home.
On a lovely day for walking, 8 miles from Westhumble up to the North Downs and down to Polesden Lacey for a sandwich lunch before the return train journey. The second-hand bookshop at Polesden was thankfully open on this visit and came up with 3 books.
On a lovely, sunny day, and not for the first time, a 7 mile walk along the River Wey starting at Ripley.
I extended my occasional 10-mile walk with an additional loop at roughly half-way, and what a delightful stretch it was. There were plenty of walkers out on a lovely spring-like day and I got chatting to a delightful man as he enjoyed his picnic. A retired headmaster, his walks were more like 3 miles and he seemed quite impressed with the length of my walk. Nice to have met you, David!
On a lovely, sunny morning the yellow butterflies were out in force on Headley Heath, but too quick for me and my camera.
On a 10.4 mile walk taking just over 3 hours, the sun came out for a mere 20 seconds. Fortunately my camera was primed and ready to shoot.
Spring has sprung on a walk on Headley Heath,
on a lovely, sunny day but with a chilly wind.
A stroll around Dorking brought us across this unlikely town scene. I don’t think the sheep are permanent residents though I have seen them there on previous visits.
At the Oxfam Bookshop I was refused entry as I would have exceeded the ‘maximum of 2 customers’ restriction. They are also only accepting donations on Wednesdays and Saturdays. I have more than 30 books waiting to be donated which have accumulated over the lock-down.
This is the first blog post for three weeks and it’s of a 10.3 mile local walk that took three and a half hours. Mainly woodland paths, I discovered some new areas to explore further. It was a good warm-up for some long Autumnal walks including, hopefully, some legs of the Solent Way walk I began last year.
I’m uncomfortable around dogs and so a pack of 6 largish dogs forced me to hold back whilst they disappeared into the distance. A few minutes later a pack of 10 small dogs appeared some distance away. I was less concerned by them but they caused me to wonder what might have happened had the 6 largish dogs come across the 10 smaller ones!