A somewhat wet walk . . .

I am trying to keep my nose to the grindstone over my daily walking as it makes me feel SO good afterwards (as well as helping me to shed a few pounds). Today I decided I would walk the old Medieval hollow-way from our valley across to the next, one I used to sometimes ride up on Fahly. I knew it would be wet, but not QUITE so wet as it was - a choice of mud and long grass in the middle or else bedrock and a stream running down it - I chose the latter. 100 yds in my feet were saturated and my trousers wet from mid-calf downwards.

It is lovely to view a familiar landscape from another angle though, and to relax, and think, and take photographs - all very drear-looking because of 10/10 cloud cover, though the sun did break through a little when I was a mile or so from home.



A neighbour's goat - one from some semi-feral ones which usually live on a farm up the valley. I could have one at the drop of a hat, but . . . The white marks are rain, I might add.

It was just beginning to rain as I began the first climb. Don't be fooled - it was wetter than it looked, especially wading through the long grass!


As you can see, it got VERY much wetter higher up. Did I mention we've had rain recently?

I enjoy seeing a familiar landscape from a different angle.

Onto the "dry" bit where I changed from one farmer's land to another. What a difference . . .

This view was about 1/3 of the way round with the weather improving very slightly.

Did I mention I got a bit wet? I was like this from a hundred yards into the walk and squelched with every step . . .

The skyline here is very familiar to me. Above the gorse covert you can just make out the embankment of an Iron Age hillfort, a square one, which is better viewed from the other side of the hill and slightly above it.

Looking up our familiar valley.


The lane heading down the valley towards home.