|My bad timing|
The day started out warm, with a slight overcast. As would be expected on a pleasant Sunday, many people were outdoors. Mountain bikers were the most numerous on the dual-purpose trail, and the only walkers I encountered today were families with children. As I passed a car park, two small children were sitting on a ground cover with their parents, eating a snack. “Have you been walking?” I asked. “Yes,” replied one of the children. “And my little legs are very tired.”
|Flowing from pasture to...|
All this time I thought the brown water in the basin was from my socks.
Tomorrow I’ll take the train back to Whaley Bridge, and then continue walking to Glossop – another easy 8 mile day. I’m beginning to think that if I extend my stay until November, every day can be an 8-mile day. But I doubt George and Ann will put up with me for two weeks.
© 2011 Ken Klug