The last few days on London has provided a re-entry into the world, a lovely and colorful world where people scurry around with their roller bags and trainers, where cocktails are offered instead of lager and fries. Well, fries are still on every plate regardless of the menu. But everywhere you listen there are languages …
It’s hard to write this post. I keep starting and can’t keep on. There’s so much more to it than finishing a walk. And it is hard to compartmentalize it into paragraphs. Throughout the walk we’ve made friends on the trail, which has been a lovely lovely intimate connection with strangers. We’ve truly had an …
Continue reading The last day of walking: the melancholy and the celebration of it.
It seems that we have a tradition, unspoken tradition, that when Ric and I travel, he photographs cars and I photograph some other random thing that strikes my interest. This trip has been no different. Somewhere something emerges as a trend, then I spend a lot of time regretting all the photos I missed before …
Continue reading Gates and cars. Cars. Gates. There’s really no connection.
Miles: 8.2 Elevation gain: 1244 ft We felt lucky to sleep in a bit today after the long haul yesterday. It was a short 8 mile day that we wrapped up by 2pm. By dinner time I was feeling like I missed something. But a bath, some hot tea and a comfy bed is pretty …
Miles: 19.25 Elevation: 1821 ft So much to write today. I probably can’t get it all out at the moment. Today we walked 19 miles. It was the most glorious day. Weather was perfection. The miles came easy. It was the best day yet. And the longest. It is a bit of a challenge to …
Continue reading Ponden to Gargrave: lunch in Ric’s hometown of Lothersdale
Miles; 12.9 Elevation gain: 2255 ft Part of the beauty of this walk is talking with folks along the way. The Yorkshire accent is like speaking in limericks. It’s lovely to listen to. But understanding it is a trick. Ric can step into the limerick for brief moments, but loses it after a bit. People …
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