Walking the Wainwright List
Sometimes I think that I would be better off joining a gym.
It would be warm.
It would be dry.
There would be wonderful aromas.
It would be sociable.
Running in a line, never going anywhere.
Talking to fellow human beings. Through an iPod. Plenty to occupy the mind then. MTV. Lunch with a franchised cappuccino
What could contest with this dry, ‘sanitise’ cocoon?
The Tongue – Mungrisdale
Heading up a hill, towards an indistinct sky because a man called Alfred put it in a book.
To see nothing but grass, and rocks.
Such a sociable occupation. Another few metres and your friends disappear altogether!
Even in this mild spell there is the snow.
What pleasure in walking past the odd pile of stones? When you can see them.
Even if you can, well hills and bogs all look the same don’t they?
On site refreshment stops offer a great deal of comfort.
Images viewed on wide screen don’t offer much in the way of variety.
A few more hills
A bit of light and the odd rainbow.
Is there a contest?
Which would you rather do?
Twelve months ago – it was a little different
Bowscale – Feb 13
Route of the day – 9.1miles.