There we were just a walkin’ down the path, singing do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do

(With apologies to Manfred Mann) Nineteen months after our last walk we were back on the path. Then we were confident we had covered 500 miles, so had 130 miles left to Minehead. Disappointingly we found that Poole had sneaked back towards us and that we had yet to reach the 500 mile mark. There … Continue reading There we were just a walkin’ down the path, singing do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do

Wet and cold – but free

Time in Coronaland passes slowly. In those far-off days we had not considered the idea of ingesting disinfectant to combat a virus. Nor had we then understood the medical wisdom of the POTUS. Today the week we spent walking in Cornwall at the end of February seems a lifetime away. We walked freely on the … Continue reading Wet and cold – but free

Rain and a bounty of seals and choughs

We drove down to Cornwall in atrocious conditions. It was the last day of British Summer Time and the beginning of our last walking week in 2019. The house Wendy had found in Crantock near Newquay could accommodate six plus Milo, but parking in this tiny holiday village was difficult. The clocks moved back and … Continue reading Rain and a bounty of seals and choughs

Six wonderful spring days get us past the half way mark

We chose a week at the end of March for our second bout of Cornish walking. As in January we were blessed with wonderful weather, a week of pleasant days that were fairly warm with almost no rain. As we left Cornwall at the end of the week temperatures plunged, hail bounced off the road … Continue reading Six wonderful spring days get us past the half way mark