Wow (sorry for starting with that), but it’s just to ask how bad was last night’s post? Pretty dreadful, and I felt really bad about. I had started it very early in the evening, but wasn’t happy with it, so deleted the two additional blocks I had written with the intention of coming back to it after my regular Saturday Night Zoom, but got distracted and ended up panicking, because I thought I was going to lose my streak (the count goes back to one from 330, hence my being annoyed), luckily though, it appears that I didn’t lose the streak. Anyhow, apologies for a bad post.
We went to Titchfield and had lunch in the Garden centre. The other half wanted to go to the waterfront at Lee-on-the-Solent, and sit and read her book for an hour. By now it was nearing three o’clock and I was feeling frustrated as I could feel my Sunday walk slipping away from me. Then I thought; well, what I could do is walk back from Lee.
I didn’t though, want to walk back just following the road, so I thought I could head in to the Alver Valley, a local nature area. I found a path in, and found my self walking past an area heavy with Gorse, I was surprised with the smell, which had a delightfully surprising coconut tincture to it. It was lovely walking through the wooded area. For the first part, I saw no people, but I heard the barking of dogs, and at one point I think it was a terrier burst out from the undergrowth, took one rather surprised look at me and then ran off in the opposite direction.
I was heading towards Apple Dumpling Bridge, a small bridge crossing a small river that runs through the Alver Valley. I’d last been there several months ago, its a very popular spot for locals and ducks! When I got there, I was more than a bit surprised to find that the whole area was flooded. I didn’t know that would happen. I was just debating whether I must now re-trace my steps probably adding a a couple of mile to the day. At that point a chap with a dog appears on the other bank and just walks through the river.
Turns out it’s only two or three inches deep across its whole width. I decided then that I didn’t want to get my shoes wet, so it was shoes and socks off, and a very gingerly trodden path across the water. I had to sit down to get the dirt off the bottom of my feet and dry them off. I was then able to continue my walk home, a very pleasant four and a bit miles.
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