Tales from the photo archive, Autumn

Autumn began with some random shots of my garden, where everything was either going to seed or ripening. Continue reading Tales from the photo archive, Autumn

Hamble Rail Trail, the one that nearly got away – first published 21 June 2014

By the time I’d left Netley Abbey on midsummer Sunday in 2014 I was very hot and sorely tempted just to walk back home along the shore. The lure of the cool sea breeze was strong and, beside it, the prospect of the Hamble Rail Trail, away from the water and an unknown quantity, was not exactly appealing. The sun was strong and the heat oppressive. There was some bargaining with myself and the result was I carried on towards Netley and Victoria Country Park still unsure exactly what I was going to do. Continue reading Hamble Rail Trail, the one that nearly got away – first published 21 June 2014

Tales from the photo archive part one – memories

A little peek into the black hole that is my deleted items folder
A little peek into the black hole that is my deleted items folder

In the past, to fill the time when I’m vegitating on the couch clutching my stomach and wishing I hadn’t eaten so much Christmas Dinner, I’ve posted a photographic review of the highlights of the year. This year I’d thought I’d do something different. There always seem to be lots of odd photos sitting in my photo archive that don’t make it into posts for one reason or another and I thought, why don’t I put them together into an alternative review? So I’m giving you a little peek into my archives to the photos that didn’t quite make it… Continue reading Tales from the photo archive part one – memories

Hamble Marina, pink boats and gun houses – first published 16 February 2014

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Due to a combinations of floods and my bad planning in February 2014 I’d ended up with a shorter and wetter walk than I’d planned. When I came home Commando had just returned from his sixteen mile marathon training. We compared notes over a cup of coffee, especially on the flooding at Mansbridge where we’d both been at some point during the afternoon although not at the same time. After we’d finished our coffee Commando suggested going for a little walk, as he’s found it helps stretch his muscles after a long run. Of course I jumped at the chance, especially when he told me where he was thinking of going.

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Aiming for Hamble and trying to beat the wind, rain and tide – first published 31 January 2014

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The last few of days of January 2014 were a whirl of activity, most of it centred around trying to find a job. There was a meeting at Office Angels which turned out to be far shorter than I’d expected. The person I was supposed to see hadn’t turned up, never a good start, and the one I did see wanted me to completely change my CV. Frantically working away to make the changes, I got so involved I almost made myself late for my afternoon dentist appointment and had to march it out for the three miles or so to get there. Thankfully the old choppers were fine. Pete, my dentist told me, “you really need to eat more toffees and brush your teeth less often to give me something to do.”  Continue reading Aiming for Hamble and trying to beat the wind, rain and tide – first published 31 January 2014

What, more walking? Aircraft, woods and memories – first published 30 November 2013

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My last walk of November 2013 turned out to be slightly longer than originally anticipated. This was mostly down to Commando. Having heard about my recent, slightly panicked, wanderings in West Wood, he decided he’d show me the path to Hamble I hadn’t been able to find. It was an offer I couldn’t refuse. Continue reading What, more walking? Aircraft, woods and memories – first published 30 November 2013

The Kray Twins, Hamble Airfield and the Air Transport Auxiliary

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13 December 2015

Late in November CJ and I went down to Hamble Point to look at the Bofors Gun and the pillbox. That day it had been very muddy on Hamble Common so we hadn’t been able to explore further. Today Commando’s long Sunday run with the Itchen Spitfires took him down to Hamble Point so, naturally, when he got home we compared notes. The Spitfires had run along the road rather than on the shingle and we got to talking about the airfield and the memorial to the women of the Air Transport Auxiliary on Hamble Lane. Continue reading The Kray Twins, Hamble Airfield and the Air Transport Auxiliary

Big guns and pillboxes

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26 November 2015

This month a morning with no rain seems like a remarkable thing so, when it wasn’t tipping down this morning I figured I’d best get outside and make the most of it. A few days ago I’d been telling CJ about the Bofors gun on the shore at Hamble so I thought it might be fun to take him down there to see it. Maybe we could have a little wander on Hamble Common too if it wasn’t too muddy. Continue reading Big guns and pillboxes

grasses, guns and good news

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30 June 2015

Once I’d left the jetty behind it was back to the meandering trail Which led me through the dappled shade at the edge of Hamble Common to a sign that warned of erosion ahead. At first I was in two minds whether to risk the crumbling path but the bank seemed low, at least at first, and the alternative of walking on the shingle wasn’t very appealing. Ahead I could see the masts of boats and what I thought was Hamble Point. It didn’t look too far so I chose danger over slog. Continue reading grasses, guns and good news

Poppies, pill boxes and pipelines

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30 June 2015

Away from the shore breeze the heat made walking a chore as I made my way through Netley to Victoria Country Park. The coffee shop was tempting but the detour to get to it proved an obstacle too far so I hurried across the open field towards the trail through the woods where there would at least be shade. Hot and sticky I may have been but I couldn’t resist a stop to look at a beautiful poppy sculpture that has appeared in front of the chapel since my last visit. The small flower bed beneath it was planted with real poppies, fat buds not quite ready to open. It will look stunning when they do. Continue reading Poppies, pill boxes and pipelines