No ……… I haven’t just increased my daily mileage from 14 to 200 miles – this is Waterloo Merseyside, just north of Liverpool.
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Hythe to Calshot 11.08.13
Today my partner Damian is joining me for a walk and as usual when I walk with other people I don’t take many notes so this will be a short post.
Continue readingCalshot to Lepe 10.08.13
I have planned a short walk today in order to be back to meet Damian this afternoon. He is coming to see the cruise liners and join me for a walk tomorrow – I’m told the best place to see the ships is Hythe Marina.
Continue readingWarsash to Hythe 09.08.13
It’s going to be another hot day and for the umpteenth time I scold myself for not rising above my aversion to shopping, to go and buy some lighter walking boots…….next week maybe. Following directions I head for the small bright pink building on the shoreline which is the shelter for the Hamble ferry.
Continue readingPortsmouth to Warsash 08.08.13
Clarence Pier funfair is resting this morning and the air is clear and still. I am one of very few people out walking along the promenade in the early morning sun.
Continue readingSandbanks to Swanage 01.08.13
Not wanting to subject my friends to the dark side of coastal walking I have cherry-picked today’s walk. We are a group of four – my old friend Sharon, her daughter Flo, sister Helen and dog Mitzi.
Continue readingEmsworth to Portsmouth 31.07.13
After a little searching I find my way down to the Promenade, a wide path circling a pond. Known as Fisherman’s Walk, the information sign tells me that it was originally built to enable fishermen to gain access to the oyster beds off Haying Island.
Continue readingStanford-Le-Hope to Gravesend 29.07.13
I remember walking down the hill to the station at Stanford last October – with tired aching feet. This morning I’m walking up the hill from the station to the church and there’s a bounce in my stride.
Continue readingBosham to Emsworth 25.07.13
It takes me 10 minutes to find my way out of Bosham as the tide is high and the houses and sailing clubs have monopolised the seafront. I walk through the churchyard 3 times before settling on a plan, but in the meantime I catch sight of a beautiful house. It looks very like the one I embroidered as an 8 year old which is now hanging in our kitchen.
Continue readingSelsey Bill to Bosham 24.07.13
The taxi driver that takes me back to the shoreline is a recently retired gentleman from Maidstone who “has never looked back” and loves Selsey and its people. He has also cycled the beach from Selsey to Bracklesham, only dismounting a few times, so I feel a little better about tackling 4 miles of shingle with the tide coming in.
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