In Which I Make a New Friend

I’m holding my waterproof jacket, staring vacantly, hoping for some kind of divine intervention to make the decision for me. My real problem is that today’s walk does not suffer from over preparation: or, indeed, any kind of preparation at all. For the last few days it has been a note in my diary loomingContinue reading “In Which I Make a New Friend”

Footbridge Re-opens

Local Alcester walkers and travellers on The Monarch’s Way will be delighted and receive to note that the footbridge over the A435 Alcester bypass, closed recently following damage by vandals, has re-opened. I have not crossed it but a repair does seem to have been made; certainly the barriers have been removed. Walkers who hadContinue reading “Footbridge Re-opens”

The Border Country

“What’s that?” asks Walking Companion. We are staring at some thin, green, wispy seedlings struggling through the unseasonably dry clay of a large field just beyond the by pass. To get to this point we have exited The Exercise Yard through the Roman Way portal. crossed couple of paddocks, a stream and scuttled across theContinue reading “The Border Country”

Myton Marathon – The Last Lap

Today’s walk was planned to be the final lap in my Myton Marathon. Who could of thought, when I was lying face-down in Spittle Brook, that we should come to this? I had splashed and squelched the 5.55 miles of the first walk; investigated the remains of Broom Junction in the second and survived theContinue reading “Myton Marathon – The Last Lap”

Myton Marathon – Broom Junction

Regular readers of this blog will note a recurring theme, railways. Today’s walk was chosen for two key reasons. 1. There are no fords to fall in. 2. We get to walk along an old track bed. By the way, many thanks to Warwickshire Railways for the photo of Broom Junction in its pomp. TodayContinue reading “Myton Marathon – Broom Junction”

Myton Marathon – Whoops Splash!

I am sitting in The Spittle Brook. Water is trickling down my face. I am picking bits of weed from my hair and the brook undeterred by my presence continues to flow over me. My companion is biting her lip, her face reddening as she desperately, and quite successfully, tries to stifle the laughter sheContinue reading “Myton Marathon – Whoops Splash!”

Multi Tasking? I Can Do That.

To say I was not too enthusiastic about a walk today would be an understatement. The weather was grey and trees were waving and bending in a cold and uninviting manner. I turned up the heating a notch and settled lower in my site nursing my second cup of tea, at which point the guiltContinue reading “Multi Tasking? I Can Do That.”