Fifteen minutes of fame and one final zebra

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28 September 2016

A couple of weeks ago I had an email from Chris Hitchings, a journalist working for Radio Solent. He’d seen my post about finding the boundary stone in Lord’s Wood and wanted to know more. We had an email conversation about the stones and how I’d been searching for them and he said he’d like to interview me. This sounded a little disconcerting as I’ve never been one to crave the spotlight and at first I was inclined to decline. When Chris said he thought someone out in radio land might know where the two missing stones were though, I decided a touch of public humiliation was worth it. Continue reading Fifteen minutes of fame and one final zebra

Last over the finish line at Winchester

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25 September 2016

Before Commando broke his leg he was scheduled to run as a pacer for the Winchester Half Marathon. It was an event I’d been looking forward to because it would give me a couple of hours to wander around Winchester while he was running. Of course the injury meant this wasn’t to be. Then, a couple of weeks before the event, I was asked if I might like to be a tail walker. Of course, as soon as I found out no running of any kind would be expected, I jumped at the chance. With Commando’s recovery well under way he decided to tail walk with me.  Continue reading Last over the finish line at Winchester

Woods, meadows and hidden history

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20 September 2016

Just when I thought we had somehow missed the brick kiln and we were about to go through the gate and off of the Woodland Nature Trail I noticed another trail. It was fairly overgrown and I had an idea it would just lead us round in a circle but I decided to walk a little way just in case. This turned out to be a brilliant plan. Continue reading Woods, meadows and hidden history

September miles

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September brought an Indian summer, a kind of last gasp before the season died.  There were bright, blue sky days and overblown, muggy heat. My days were filled with zebra hunts, a zoo visit on the hottest day of the year and the odd boundary stone. There were surprises, like an invitation to be interviewed on the radio, and disappointments when zebras were missing without trace. My old fuelband began to die and Commando bought me a fancy new Garmin to count my miles. So how many did I fit in? Continue reading September miles

The last walk of summer at Itchen Valley Country Park

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20 September 2016

Today was officially the last day of summer and I had plans to fit in one last summer walk. Since the RR10 at Itchen Valley at the beginning of August, I’ve been meaning to go back and explore the trails and today seemed like as good a day as any. When I happened to mention where I was going and that there was an old brick kiln somewhere in the area I was going to try to find, CJ decided to come along too. He loves a bit of history and a treasure hunt with his walking. Continue reading The last walk of summer at Itchen Valley Country Park

Killer Hill repeats

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19 September 2016

The east side of Southampton is a hilly old place. Almost daily I have to tackle the Big Hill or the Little Hill (which is actually steeper but shorter) so I am something of a hill walking officionado. There is one hill near my house that I usually try to avoid though. Even driving up it is a daunting prospect. When Commando happened to mention that the Spitfire’s training session tonight was called hill repeats and this was the hill in question I thought I’d go along to see what it was all about.  Continue reading Killer Hill repeats

Fleming Park and a cross country cheerleader

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18 September 2016

Now all the RR10’s are done and dusted but this doesn’t mean the end of the cross country races. Hot on their heels are the CC6’s, a series of monthly Sunday morning off road runs in a very similar format to the RR10’s with some familiar venues. Today was the first event so it was another early start even though Commando and the other Spitfires wouldn’t actually be running this race.  Continue reading Fleming Park and a cross country cheerleader

Zebras, ghosts and small animals

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13 September 2016

With the big cats behind us we were on the last leg of our Marwell adventure, heading down the hill towards the place we’d started out two hours earlier. Across a field filled with Scimitar horned oryx, zebras and the odd muddy rhino, we got another glimpse of Marwell House. What a view they must have from their windows! Continue reading Zebras, ghosts and small animals

Sleeping Tiger hidden zebras

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13 September 2016

Marwell was once a manor with a farm and Manor House and, as we left the wallabies and the red panda behind, we caught our first glimpse of Marwell House through the trees. If we had time we might visit it later but right now we had animals to see and miniature zebras to find. We were heading for the big cats, hopeful of seeing the tiger cubs born a few days ago. CJ is particularly fond of cats of any size so he was slightly impatient with me when I stopped to take a photo of some fungi. Continue reading Sleeping Tiger hidden zebras

We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo, you can come too

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13 September 2016

The final part of the Zany Zebra puzzle, if you don’t count Ticket To Ride who was still at the ‘vet’ recovering from his swim in the Itchen, was at Marwell Zoo, in Owslebury just outside Winchester. The last time I visited Marwell, CJ was at playschool and it teemed down with rain. Today was supposed to be the hottest day of the year. Obviously, there was no way I was going to get away with going alone. In fact, not only did I have CJ with me, but Bard came along too. When we set off in the car it felt like a real family day out.  Continue reading We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo, you can come too