Showing posts with label Winter 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winter 2013. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Southwater - Bax Castle



Southwater - Bax Castle

Tuesday 10th December

In which we make a spectacle of ourselves.  No change there then!

Walkers: Eight legs, Farty, TB, and me.  Clat joined us for lunch.  She's trying to find a new pair of walking boots with no success.  Dan the boot man makes her sound like she's got half her leg turned up, describing her feet as long, thin, and flat.  Cheek!
Find of the walk: reading glasses
The day started badly as I'd stopped at the bakery to buy our favourite flapjacks only to be told that they were too hot to cut up.  "What!", I shrieked, "What a disaster, are you sure, my friends will be distraught, can you please check again?"  The assistant looked nervous at this slight overreaction, but confirmed this was the case.  On arriving at the pub I relayed this news.  Couldn't you have brought the whole tray, Chris asked.  That girl's got an answer for everything.  She was suffering today having been bitten on the heel by a bug while in the garden.  She was worried it might have been caused by a lethal spider, and kept checking her leg for signs of rising inflammation, or damp.  Luckily she made it through the night but I'm not sure wearing flip flops in this weather was a good idea!
the bar at The Bax
This pub is a bit off the beaten track and some of us had gone wrong and overshot the Cock (pub). We've all done it.  We got underway and soon found our find of the walk, a pair of reading glasses which some of us tried out.  I peered through them at Farty's map and seemed to be reading something about Roy Castle until I realised I was looking at her notes about the pub.  They were a bit on the weak side.

We were soon plunged into mud, the claggy stuff.  You could throw a pot, said Farty, but we weren't that angry.  Yet.  We passed a farm and the mud turned to cow slurry.  This walk is shitty, I said to Farty.  She looked offended.  I only meant underfoot.  A lot of the pathways had been churned up by horses, and we decided that they really shouldn't be allowed on bridleways.  At this point we'd gone off track a bit and TB's compass was playing up, probably due to our magnetic personalities, but Farty got it sorted and we were on our way again.  The next obstacle was a field containing a horse wearing a balaclava. (Honestly).  This sort of thing is always a worry for Sue and Chris.  Who could forget the Dorset stampede?  We scuttled through and threw ourselves over the stile at the other side of the field.  The horse looked at us disdainfully.  We reached a crossroad where bizarrely a Bill and Ben scenario had been arranged.  As you do.  There was no sign of Little
Weed,  but I seem to remember she spent a lot of time in the potting shed with the gardener.

We were musing about the great and the good who were attending Nelson Mandela's funeral.  All are there except the Queen.  Apparently she's gone on to shorthaul, and Charle's is doing longhaul, but not back to backs.  We're full of admiration at how the Queen places a wreath at the cenotaph and walks backwards down the steps.  If it was our mothers there'd be carnage.  They can't even walk forwards, and the wreath would fly through the air ending up round Philip's neck.  Lots of signs today warning that no dumping was allowed, so we resisted the urge.

Nearly there now, and we found ourselves on a disused rail track, which was a relief after all the mud.  We got back to the pub and quickly peeled off muddy boots and gaiters and legged it into the pub to be greeted by signs saying "Deadline for complaints was yesterday" and "No specials due Xmas", but a very nice young man gave us a warm welcome - cue kittenish behaviour by some of us (TB), and we were soon ensconced at a table.  No sooner had we got settled than Sue and Chris announced that they were slowly cooking due to warm air vents under their banquette.  Nothing worse.  Sue had to move.  After much huffing and puffing two charming gentlemen at the next table kindly offered to move so we could sit together and avoid the vents.  We thanked them and said we'd tried this ploy before, and it worked every time.
Minnie had her glam/military look in her combat jacket, but Sue changed her for lunch into a festive number, and back to combat later on.  Minnie had a bit of a growl at this.  You could almost hear her thinking "I may look like Naomi Campbell, but I'm not a piece of meat you know"  Sue said she'd got a bit grumpy as she'd got older, and so had Minnie.  We're all sweetness and light of course, especially at this time of year in Tesco.  A man entered the pub with two gorgeous black labradors.  They were beautifully behaved and obeyed the owner's every command - gestures only.  This was all too much for Minnie, they were showing off, making her feel quite queasy.  She'd already had a nauseous moment earlier, fortunately before the food arrived.  Speaking of which, the food was great.  Fish pie, steak pie, channel cod......a rather off-putting description, making you think of pollution and shipping lanes, but it was delicious.

Time for TB to regale us with snippets from the health pages of the Daily Mail informing us of the many diseases we may contract.  One story concerned someone with a permanently runny nose.  "Nasal drip", said Farty.  Don't take that tone with me!  Apparently it's due to a permanently damp vestibule......some of us have that problem, and it's not necessarily in the nasal area.
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Just time to admire Farty's new Peruvian-style hat, which goes beautifully with her middle-east style scarf. Very multi-cultural. You can tell she's from Carshalton. 

See you next week for probably the last walk of the year.  Where did that year go?

TTFN, love Wendxx



Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Reigate Hill - The Sportsman

Tuesday 3 December


The Reigate Unhill Walk 
 Walkers: Farty, T.B., 8 Legs, Lil and Clat. Sadly, no Windy as she wasn;t feeling much like it, and this coldness makes her eyes watery - so be it - I shall lend her my swimming goggles for next week.
 Find of the Walk: a purple and mauve stretchy bracelet.
Distance: 7.5 miles

Gloria Martin's Love Child?
 A miserable grey day, with a November damp rawness trying to get into the bones, but we weren't having any of it. Suspicions were raised as Farty handed Clat a brown substance - turns out to be something called Dukka, which is a mixture of herbs. You dip your bread in oil and then into this concoction and voila - ecstasy - how easy is that? Must contact Anne Summers............. She also produced a photo of Paloma Faith dressed head to toe in the Graham of Monteith tartan - one of the BCAL choices, and reminded us of someone who we used to fly with.
Say no more, but there are some tales to tell there. Let's get going then. Today we cobbled together some linear walks which meant very few hills were involved. Along the North Downs Way to Colley Hill and the rather fetching memorial there. It has a domed roof with a painted ceiling. A lone poppy had been sellotaped to one of the posts in memory of a certain fallen hero - v.c. no less. The belted galloways are still lurking in these parts, and sheep are safely grazing (as the poem goes), in the nearby fort - we had a quick look at this, and declared it quite boring. We kept going - quite a pace to be had, with Sue having to bounce in the bushes to keep going in a different way. We went downwards a little and stopped for a break, to re-arrange T.B., and to view views, which involved quite a few bonfires smoking away. We decided no messages were being sent, and carried on, more uphill this time. Eventually we came to the Pfizer offices, and did a u-turn, and along some new pathways adjacent to the M25. Over the footbridge to the site of the hanging underpants, sadly no longer there. Trekking on, through the golf course, and no sign of Lil's lost 60 balloon either. We stopped at The Sportsman displaying signs telling us Strictly no walking boots - and went in. Gorgeously warm, a perfect table just waiting for us, and 3 big dogs at the one next door. Sue managed to distract Minnie from causing world war 3, as our Min gets very territorial. Funnily enough, out in the bundu, she doesn't have the attitude at all. Our waitress was welcoming and suffering from amnesia. Farty's shiraz was omitted, the two lime/waters came with soda instead, and 'no garlic mayo ple
ase' came smothered in it. Oh well, it was very busy. We sang 'happy birthday' to a man called Dan or was it Dad, but weren't given a slice of the action. Our food was very good- Farty still in fishcake mode, and a good selection of burgers and jacket potatoes to be had. They even had a Roo burger, but none of us fancied doing a Bush Tucker Trial, but, - an improvement on last time. In the loos were printed sheets quoting a certain Regina Brett (90), who wrote 45 Lessons in Life, which gave us food for thought. no 40 seemed quite popular 'if we threw all our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab them back', and no 43. 'no matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up' - so there you go. It was getting dreek as they say in bonnie Scotland, and we had to spray on
the WD40 and get cracking. A bit of retreading on our route and after about 45 mins we got back to base, relieved ourselves, and shoo-ed away the crows trying to sate their rubber fetish by pecking at bumpers and wipers - that's why they bounce around - ha ha ha. Time to go home as they used to say on Andy Pandy - well, all Ted wanted to do was get him or was it a her? into the basket, and who knows what. There's an arctic blast on the way so keep those drawstrings tight. See you next week. xx
Interior of monument

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I've ever written.

My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
 


1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.

8. It's OK to get angry.

9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.

12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.

16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.

18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'

27. Always choose life.

28. Forgive everyone everything.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time some time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.

35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

42. The best is yet to come.

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
 
44. Yield.

45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Its estimated 93% won't forward this. If you are one of the 7% who will, forward this with the title '7%'.

I'm in the 7%

Remember that I will always share my spoon with you!
Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves!
 

Read more at http://www.snopes.com/glurge/lifelessons.asp#7YehrGGzq9SA0vm1.99
Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I've ever written.

My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
 


1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.

8. It's OK to get angry.

9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.

12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.

16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.

18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'

27. Always choose life.

28. Forgive everyone everything.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time some time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.

35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

42. The best is yet to come.

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
 
44. Yield.

45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Its estimated 93% won't forward this. If you are one of the 7% who will, forward this with the title '7%'.

I'm in the 7%

Remember that I will always share my spoon with you!
Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves!
 

Read more at http://www.snopes.com/glurge/lifelessons.asp#7YehrGGzq9SA0vm1.99

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I've ever written.

My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
 


1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.

8. It's OK to get angry.

9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.

12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.

16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.

18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'

27. Always choose life.

28. Forgive everyone everything.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time some time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.

35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

42. The best is yet to come.

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
 
44. Yield.

45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Its estimated 93% won't forward this. If you are one of the 7% who will, forward this with the title '7%'.

I'm in the 7%

Remember that I will always share my spoon with you!
Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves!
 

Read more at http://www.snopes.com/glurge/lifelessons.asp#7YehrGGzq9SA0vm1.99

Saturday, 30 November 2013

Winter Walking: Top Tips

Winter Walking: Top Tips
(courtesy of June & Aubrey Zaft http://www.country-walks.com)



Well, winter is now with us following a really wonderful autumn that has lasted so long that the leaves are still clinging to the trees. And winter is the theme of this newsletter in which we've included a number of tips which we hope will help to keep you well and safe.


Being in Nature

Many of us believe that being in nature is good for the soul. Now recent studies show that if you spend just 20 minutes a day outside you'll benefit from increased vitality and well-being. Being outdoors makes us feel more alive.

In our fast-paced world it can take a determined approach to ensure that nature and the outdoors still has a place in our lives. We are constantly accessible - by mobile phone, tablet, laptop; we rush around by car, train, plane and taxi. Sometimes we may barely make it outdoors at all. Let Nature help restore your energy levels. Research shows that those with a high level of vitality are less prone to illnesses. They feel happier and healthier. Next time you feel an energy dip, or feel down, get yourself outdoors.

It's particularly important to walk regularly in winter to help boost your immune system and keep all those nasty bugs at bay! So don't be tempted to hibernate: wrap up warm and get out and enjoy the fresh air, however cold it is outside.

Emily Bronte Communing with Nature

We would love to share with you this poem in which Emily Bronte is ushering in another winter with blissful anticipation.

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile -when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

Thought for the Day

"Above all, do not lose your desire to walk: every day I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness. I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it."     Kierkegaard, 1847
 
Walking Tip

We'll admit - it's always a bit of a pain removing mud from your boots after a winter walk. Try using the handle of an old teaspoon. It is small and firm enough to prise out mud without any danger of damaging the sole that can happen when a knife is used. We have tried small sticks in the past but they snap so now we keep an old teaspoon in our rucksac for this purpose. Finally bang the boots together to loosen any remaining dirt so that when you get home all you have to do is rinse the boots under the tap. Do let us know if you have any tips we can pass on to other walkers.

Stay Safe this Winter

We may tread carefully in icy conditions but it isn't always enough. Accidents are common and we personally know several people who have suffered long-term consequences of falls on ice. Protect yourself this winter with some Yaktrax or similar devices. We highly recommend pulling on a pair of these simple, light-weight ice grips over your regular walking shoes or winter boots when walking on packed snow and ice. With every step you take, hundreds of biting edges make contact with the ice. And they're very easy to pull off when entering a building. Here's the link (opens in a new window). At around £12 they're a very worth-while investment to keep you safe.
 

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Friday Street - The Stephen Langton



Friday Street - The Stephen Langton
 
Tuesday 26th November
Fallen Arches
Walkers:  Farty, T.B., Lil and Clat.  No Sue as her Mum has had a fall - we wish her well. Chris has appts., and so has Windy with a tree fellah, or feller, at a branch meeting - ha ha ha.
Distance: 6.25 miles which pleased Farty
Find of the Walk: a cotton scarf in a delicate shade of pooftah pink

Another fantabulous day - albeit cold, but the sun was out, and all was bright and clear - aren't we lucky?  Clat was told she looked like Janet S.P. in her get-up today, but the boots didn't, as they were covered in duct tape, so she will have to go for a feel from the bloke at the Cotswold shop, and get replacements.
Off we went, straight on to the Greensand Way, and we talked about sex - as you do. Youngsters attitudes to this subject are totally different these days, and ' friends with benefits' doesn't mean ones who get luncheon vouchers - remember those days?
Our route went south and straight, and much undulating was performed as we encountered

numerous fallen trees, hunkering down in the roots of one, pretending to be hobbits and suchlike.
A waterfall too, which reminded Clat that she had to create one too.  At the chosen location, the taps had to be turned off as two walkers came into view. In fact, we met several on our walk today, and lots of testosterone-fuelled men doing manly things like chopping wood, and brandishing chain-saws. Shotguns were heard, popping away, and loads of pheasants who were popping out of it.


We arrived at Broadmoor Bottom, turned right, and commenced a diagonal climb up Whiteberry Hill.  Across some sugar beet fields , and on to some hedges where we dis-lodged  some more testosterone on a ladder.
The Stephen Langton is where we stopped for lunch, and , donning protection on boots, instead of donning protection from Boots, we entered the premises. A warm coal fire was burning, and we parked ourselves in a room nearby. 
The food was superb - full marks all round, and you should have seen the size of Farty's fishcake.  We got chatting to a couple nearby, who remarked on our food, and we remarked on theirs - enormous sandwiches.  We got chatting, joke-telling,  and discovered they live on one of our routes in Westcott - we shall wave when we next pass their house.
We had to go - there was more walking to be done, which is quite a change to our normal walk, chat, walk, chat, walk, chat , walk,chat, stop, eat, drink, loo, leave. 

After 40 mins  we were back at the cars - rather a good way to get your lunch down. 
Next week (December!) - who knows, but you will, once we get our maps sorted -   ta ta xx