Walking is good for solving problems - it's like the feet are little psychiatrists
Very much in the family ramble bracket. Really relaxing weekend at Rachel’s parents, with a brief foray out to see the original White Horse.
As a nation we are dedicated to keeping physically fit - and parking as close to the stadium as possible
Another New Years trip to Penpont. A small stroll to a vantage point looking over the valley (and a meeting with Cookie and Mills) was our 1st small walk.
A second excursion took in Lord Herefords Knob (2231ft) although the weather restricted what should have been a fab view.
The rest of the time spent playing playstation, eating and drinking.
A fact bobbed up from my memory, that the ancient Egyptians prescribed walking through a garden as a cure for the mad. It was a mind-altering drug we took daily
The gorse bush
For me this tour marked a bit of a turning point. As more children joined the group it was clear that the big walks we had done previously were no longer possible in such large numbers. After this the tours tend to divide into two types, the lads mountain weekends and the family rambles.
The walk took in a section of the Dorset coastline heading away from Lyme Regis towards Durdle Door. The main feature was a detour by Dave H, who returned 40 mins later covered in scratches. He’d fallen into a gorse bush (as you do) and had to cut himself out with his penknife.
To know the road ahead, ask those coming back
A great walk around some of the Gower coastline, taking in Three Cliffs and Oxwich bays. At Oxwich Di braved the water and went swimming.
A night out in Swansea is always entertaining. I remember a long wait for food and an interesting game of shove, shag, marry. Di, Fossie, Jackie and Rachel braved the Swansea club scene.
This was the tour on which Fossie and Di 1st met.
The contented person enjoys the scenery of a detour
The Cook and the Landlord
This was our 3rd visit to Elen’s castle. Previously we had always been greeted by the husband and wife team who ran the place. While the husband was still there was no sign off the wife. As the weekend progressed it soon became apparent that the attractive young chef and the husband were more than just good friends.
The walk took in Moel Siabod (2861 ft) in driving and persistent rain.