A morning walk

Miles walked: 89.1 Miles to go: 410.9

When I signed up for the #Walk 500 Miles challenge, I had left it so late that I faced an average requirement of 3.5 miles every day until 31st December. If I’d signed up on 1st May instead of 6th August, it would have been just 2.05 miles per day. Oh well, there’s nothing like a bit of pressure. So far, I am managing to stay on track with that 3.5 miles average. Okay, perhaps clinging on by my fingernails would be a more honest assessment, but my concern is that I have several days coming up in the next few weeks when I know I won’t be able to do any walking. If I start to fall behind too much, I will never catch up so I have started to walk further than 3.5 miles each day in an attempt to claw back some bonus miles.

This is my current favourite walk which is part of one of Roger’s regular running routes. Basically, it climbs continuously to the village at the top of the mountain behind our house, a distance of 4.5 miles / 7.2km there and back with an ascent of 1080 ft / 329m: that’s equivalent to climbing a third of the way up Snowdon, which isn’t a bad post-breakfast workout, I suppose. Apart from anything else, it is a beautiful route with stunning views and an abundance of bird life. I can’t capture the sound of the streams and birds and cowbells  or the scent of eucalyptus and pine and evening primrose, but at least photos can tell the rest of the story. 

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The first few metres from the house are the steepest.

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I am soon in the peace and tranquility of the wood.

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Within a few hundred metres, I am high above the village.

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The way is not too steep, but climbs ever upward!

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Time to pause and drink in the view.

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There are fascinating rock formations all the way up.

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The sun is just catching the top of this outcrop.

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Purple and yellow are the colours of the season.

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Looking down into a deep wooded valley, I can hear the river in the bottom.

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Water trickles out of the rock in several places.

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Evening primroses scent the morning

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The dark brown mass in the middle is a long-tailed tit’s nest – this tree is full of them.

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The water bubbling into this reservoir gurgles like a giant bog monster!

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A wayside butterfly bush

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Time to check the view again.

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Rowan trees are not too common here; this one is a beauty.

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I’ve climbed out of the woodland into ,ore open farming country.

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Good morning!

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A field of maize . . . almost at the top now.

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Beans are planted to climb up the corn – two of the ‘three sisters.’

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The junction in the village: this is where I turn round.

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The view from the top.

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The good news? It’s downhill all the way home!

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