First walk of the year



R

Rooney

Guest
Just got back from a short night walk - 2 hrs 45 mins, 6.5 miles of
woods and footpaths and lanes in Cheshire. It's a stormy night here,
with intermittent but torrential hail showers. The car thermometer had
said 0 degrees C, but I felt warm in between the hail. I took no map
or compass or GPS, figuring that I could not get lost in this familiar
territory, even in the dark, and carried no bag - nice and light. I
used the headtorch hardly at all - only for the first twenty minutes
when there was risk to life and limb while I was ascending the hill.
After that I could pick my way along the paths without it, and the
half moon emerging occasionally from behind the clouds helped light up
the wet and muddy ground. Leaving the paths from time to time to take
shortcuts through the woods, I had to go quite slow and keep a hand in
front of my face to prevent twigs poking me in the eye. I didn't do
too badly - although I occasionally teetered on the steep, muddy leaf
mould, I never once went on my ar*e.
Much as I have shunned them in the past (like headtorches!), I wore
mini-gaiters as I knew that otherwise the mud would go over the top of
my boots. Fiddly things, but they did the job.
I stopped for a smoke at midnight on the lee side of the woods,
listening to the groaning trees and a tawny owl, and flushed a
roosting buzzard which I glimpsed for a moment in silhouette a few
feet above my head. Nothing else stirred - not even a fox to be seen
in an area where they are very common, and no other deranged humans
whatever.
There's something really nice about being on a hilltop in the dark
with the hail lashing around you while you remain completely dry and
warm.
Then back home to a second helping of this evening's roast dinner.
Excellent.

--

R
o
o
n
e
y
 
P

Peewiglet

Guest
On Sun, 02 Jan 2005 02:46:56 +0000, Rooney <[email protected]> wrote:

>Just got back from a short night walk - 2 hrs 45 mins, 6.5 miles of
>woods and footpaths and lanes in Cheshire. It's a stormy night here,
>with intermittent but torrential hail showers. The car thermometer had
>said 0 degrees C, but I felt warm in between the hail. I took no map
>or compass or GPS, figuring that I could not get lost in this familiar
>territory, even in the dark, and carried no bag - nice and light. I
>used the headtorch hardly at all - only for the first twenty minutes
>when there was risk to life and limb while I was ascending the hill.
>After that I could pick my way along the paths without it, and the
>half moon emerging occasionally from behind the clouds helped light up
>the wet and muddy ground. Leaving the paths from time to time to take
>shortcuts through the woods, I had to go quite slow and keep a hand in
>front of my face to prevent twigs poking me in the eye. I didn't do
>too badly - although I occasionally teetered on the steep, muddy leaf
>mould, I never once went on my ar*e.
>Much as I have shunned them in the past (like headtorches!), I wore
>mini-gaiters as I knew that otherwise the mud would go over the top of
>my boots. Fiddly things, but they did the job.
>I stopped for a smoke at midnight on the lee side of the woods,
>listening to the groaning trees and a tawny owl, and flushed a
>roosting buzzard which I glimpsed for a moment in silhouette a few
>feet above my head. Nothing else stirred - not even a fox to be seen
>in an area where they are very common, and no other deranged humans
>whatever.
>There's something really nice about being on a hilltop in the dark
>with the hail lashing around you while you remain completely dry and
>warm.
>Then back home to a second helping of this evening's roast dinner.
>Excellent.


An exciting, stirring TR - thanks v. much! :)

Now I feel like going out into the gale force wind for a walk.



Best wishes,
--
,,
(**)PeeWiglet~~
/ \ / \ pee AT [guessthisbit].co.uk
 
A

Adrian Tupper

Guest
Peewiglet <[email protected]> wrote in
news:[email protected]:

> On Sun, 02 Jan 2005 02:46:56 +0000, Rooney <[email protected]> wrote:
>
>>Just got back from a short night walk - 2 hrs 45 mins, 6.5 miles of
>>woods and footpaths and lanes in Cheshire. It's a stormy night here,
>>with intermittent but torrential hail showers. The car thermometer had
>>said 0 degrees C, but I felt warm in between the hail. I took no map
>>or compass or GPS, figuring that I could not get lost in this familiar
>>territory, even in the dark, and carried no bag - nice and light. I
>>used the headtorch hardly at all - only for the first twenty minutes
>>when there was risk to life and limb while I was ascending the hill.
>>After that I could pick my way along the paths without it, and the
>>half moon emerging occasionally from behind the clouds helped light up
>>the wet and muddy ground. Leaving the paths from time to time to take
>>shortcuts through the woods, I had to go quite slow and keep a hand in
>>front of my face to prevent twigs poking me in the eye. I didn't do
>>too badly - although I occasionally teetered on the steep, muddy leaf
>>mould, I never once went on my ar*e.
>>Much as I have shunned them in the past (like headtorches!), I wore
>>mini-gaiters as I knew that otherwise the mud would go over the top of
>>my boots. Fiddly things, but they did the job.
>>I stopped for a smoke at midnight on the lee side of the woods,
>>listening to the groaning trees and a tawny owl, and flushed a
>>roosting buzzard which I glimpsed for a moment in silhouette a few
>>feet above my head. Nothing else stirred - not even a fox to be seen
>>in an area where they are very common, and no other deranged humans
>>whatever.
>>There's something really nice about being on a hilltop in the dark
>>with the hail lashing around you while you remain completely dry and
>>warm.
>>Then back home to a second helping of this evening's roast dinner.
>>Excellent.

>
> An exciting, stirring TR - thanks v. much! :)
>
> Now I feel like going out into the gale force wind for a walk.


Poor you. It's a bit blowy but otherwise a gorgeous day here in
Edinburgh. Just off to the Fife coast with the children.

Yesterday was horrible though.

--
Adrian
 
R

Rooney

Guest
On Sun, 02 Jan 2005 09:55:15 +0000, Peewiglet <[email protected]>
wrote:


>
>Now I feel like going out into the gale force wind for a walk.


It's died down now, but not before it decapitated our soil-pipe (an
ancient thing, made of thick metal).

--

R
o
o
n
e
y
 
R

Robert Hill

Guest
"Rooney" <[email protected]> wrote in message
news:[email protected]
> Just got back from a short night walk - 2 hrs 45 mins, 6.5 miles of
> woods and footpaths and lanes in Cheshire. It's a stormy night here,
> with intermittent but torrential hail showers. The car thermometer had
> said 0 degrees C, but I felt warm in between the hail. I took no map
> or compass or GPS, figuring that I could not get lost in this familiar
> territory, even in the dark, and carried no bag - nice and light. I
> used the headtorch hardly at all - only for the first twenty minutes
> when there was risk to life and limb while I was ascending the hill.
> After that I could pick my way along the paths without it, and the
> half moon emerging occasionally from behind the clouds helped light up
> the wet and muddy ground. Leaving the paths from time to time to take
> shortcuts through the woods, I had to go quite slow and keep a hand in
> front of my face to prevent twigs poking me in the eye. I didn't do
> too badly - although I occasionally teetered on the steep, muddy leaf
> mould, I never once went on my ar*e.
> Much as I have shunned them in the past (like headtorches!), I wore
> mini-gaiters as I knew that otherwise the mud would go over the top of
> my boots. Fiddly things, but they did the job.
> I stopped for a smoke at midnight on the lee side of the woods,
> listening to the groaning trees and a tawny owl, and flushed a
> roosting buzzard which I glimpsed for a moment in silhouette a few
> feet above my head. Nothing else stirred - not even a fox to be seen
> in an area where they are very common, and no other deranged humans
> whatever.
> There's something really nice about being on a hilltop in the dark
> with the hail lashing around you while you remain completely dry and
> warm.
> Then back home to a second helping of this evening's roast dinner.
> Excellent.
>
> --
>
> R
> o
> o
> n
> e
> y


Presumably after midnight then that would be a first helping of yesterday
evening's roast dinner....My first walk of the year was stopping off at
Arley, near Great Budworth on Saturday afternoon, on the way back from
Horwich, and walking the Arley round which is about 6 miles. Very, very
mild, - 57 deg F, but well muddy through the fields. However, a major deluge
occurred 1 mile from the car, so got a tad wet. The 2 spaniels were in their
element in neo Sommelike conditions and refused to get back in the car which
I considered to be remarkably unhelpful at the time as it was bucketing
down....and when they did, I wish they hadn't.....

Robert
 
P

Peewiglet

Guest
On Sun, 2 Jan 2005 20:13:09 +0000, "W. D. Grey"
<[email protected]> wrote:

>In article <[email protected]>, Peewiglet
><[email protected]> writes
>>Now I feel like going out into the gale force wind for a walk.

>
>Stop it NOW! ....You haven't got the time :)


:)


Best wishes,
--
,,
(**)PeeWiglet~~
/ \ / \ pee AT [guessthisbit].co.uk