Christmas Border Terrier. It’s Christmas Day and I’ve really not had much time for photographs. I was ‘up with the cock’ and straight into a positive orgy of cooking and between us Mrs S and I put a pretty decent traditional Christmas lunch together for the ten of us. After lunch I fell asleep until…
More where we walk. Following yesterday’s post here’s another of where we walk, this one is specially for my friend and fellow walker in Australia – yes you Melinda. This one is on the Cotswold Way on the way towards Kelston Tump (see also Day 343) which can be seen on the top of the…
Kelston Tump. Suddenly I find that I only have twenty three more days of this project to run. Something that had started out as a burden, turned into an exciting challenge and is now nearly over. I shall miss it but am already thinking about other projects for next year. One thing I will be…
Severn Crossing. Today was a triumph; Mrs Sixwheeler wanted to go Christmas shopping at the big retail park at Cribb’s Causeway on the western side of Bristol but she knows that I don’t much care for browsing. What happened was that I dropped her off at the John Lewis store then Maude and I drove…
NEW BOOTS! Some of you may have followed my blog last September when I spent ten days walking on the Arles Way in the south of France. This year I am returning to France to do another walk and the preparation has now begun. First priority is a new pair of walking boots so today…
After yesterday’s little grumpy outburst, here is a restful and idyllic pastoral shot. It was a lovely morning for a walk and following yesterday’s rain everywhere was cleanly washed and fresh. Here is a green tunnel on our path. And a Border Terrier. 21April 2014
Been home a week now and have had a chance to think about my trip and what I have learnt from it. I thought that I would pass these thought on as they may even be helpful to someone and will also be useful to me as an aide memoire when I come to planning…
Well, here I am back at home. Mrs Sixwheeler very kindly picked me up from the station late on Friday evening and I must say that I was very happy to be home. I ended up with forty five minutes waiting at Reading Station which is a bleak place and after the heat of the…
A certain melancholy descends with the realisation that I have reached the end of this part of my journey and that today is the first part of my journey home. As to the walking, the grind is behind me and what I believe to be the best part starts from here and lies ahead. I…
After a comfortable but noisy night, there was a mouse (??) under the floorboards trying to eat its way into my room, I was away early. In fact my earliest start for my shortest day. Sky completely cloud covered and quite cold which was a nice change. Easy walking on good tracks and only one…
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