Although we had another day before the first of the running events, Commando went for another social run this morning. There was no chance for me to laze in the hotel room or sit dreaming on the balcony though. Eddie had invited me out on a walk. It was a challenge I couldn’t resist. I think he was trying to test my mettle. Continue reading Coral Bay, searching for a shipwreck
With one last look at the alpacas In the field, we crossed the road at Kiln Lane and I showed CJ the half hidden entrance to the next section of the canal.
“If I hadn’t met Peter, the smiley man, that first time I might never have found it,” I told him. “It’s one of the few places you can get lost on the Navigation.”
Then we carried on, hunger driving us to pick up the pace and get to the rustic benches as soon as possible. There aren’t that many dry places to sit on the Navigation, even in the middle of summer and this is one of the muddiest stretches. Continue reading water, dog dips and an interloper on the trail
Sometimes things don’t turn out quite how you expected. It often happens with my walks, but that’s usually through a lack of proper planning on my part. Other times, no matter how well you plan, things go wrong and this weekend seems to have been one of triumph over adversity, none of which involved walking of any kind. Continue reading Triumph over adversity, a water saga and a mattress