Today we did a walk from my foolproof book ”Walk Britain. The Ramblers top 50 walking routes to Britain’s finest views”. What a load of old tosh – yes the walk was beautiful , but no way was it foolproof – we got hopelessly lost. We walked up ( and down) Beacon Hill, Pulpit Hill , Cymbeline Castle Hill , plus every other hill within a 9 mile radius. Cos I’m always loosing my glasses , I’d printed off 4 copies of the route and dished them out and as back-up Ali had her orange OS map. We saw Red Kites , Chequers , were caught on CCTV , answering the call of nature – which should give Gordon’s security guards , something to put on youtube. We stopped for coffee and scooby snacks, a picnic lunch , and when we finally made it back to Little kimble Station, we went back to The Jinmans for tea , so you’ll be glad to know we didn’t starve ( although there was a 55minute window I was worried about ).
I was telling them about the time Rosie ( and some mates , Laura, Izzy and who else ? ) came back from her D of E ramble. They started the walk, turned right instead of left and added about 6miles to its length. She was most indignant as they had been thrown out of a pub. I tried pointing out The Landlord was trying to make a living , and you lot using his toilets , eating your own packed lunches and not buying a drink , wasn’t helping his cause. That didn’t go down too well. I ( and he ) were clearly in the wrong !