Today we did the last walk of our virtual walk around Arran. I hope we’re able to do the real thing next year.
Today’s was another wonderful walk, and one that I’ve never done before. How can I have lived here most of the years since 1970 and not known this gorgeous walk was on my doorstep? And yet I have, and it’s taken a terrible crisis for me to find it.
We walked across the city to Victoria Park and signs for the Cotswold Way. We followed the Cotswold Way through Upper Weston and out of the city, until eventually we reached Kelston Roundhill. The sky could not have been more blue, the views more clear and far-reaching, and the buttercups more yellow. We sat and admired it all, and listened to the skylarks. It was magical. And then we walked back home again.
This whole week of walks has been magical. I’ve always known we live somewhere very lovely, but never before taken a weeks holiday to just walk here (as we have done many other places). We will definitely be looking back on the experience and building on it.
But first, tomorrow (Sunday) is a rest day. And well deserved I think.
I hope you’re well, and finding your own ways to cope with these odd times. See you tomorrow xx
the magic jug 