After a good night's
sleep I woke shortly before 6am. Not bad really. Over brekkie I
started watching something new I'd recorded: "Almost
Human". I gave up after a few minuutes. I'd seen it all
before; it was just yet another TV show about police. When will the
makers of TV shows realise that there is more to the world than
police.
So I watched another
episode of "Game of Thrones"; for the first four
episodes the fit blonde girlie had been getting her kit off. Not so
any more. Just lately there has been a preponderence of choppers (of
more than one sort).
And so off on a walk. I'm
just getting the teensiest bit pissed off with people taking the
piss of the walks I go on. Admittedly hunting plastic boxes with GPS
equipment is hardly the worthiest pastime the human race has ever
devised. But by the same token neither is sitting on one's arse
shouting abuse at a TV screen broadcasting sporting activities which
one is never going to attempt in real life; said sporting events
featuring teams representing places hundreds of miles away.
I'm sorry - I'm getting
just a little bit sensitive at the moment. Every pastime I take up
(scouting, archery, geocaching, power kiting, writing, you name
it) is fair game for ridicule, but when I say the slightest word
against sitting on one's arse doing absolutely F! all with one's
life people take bitter offence.
Our walk today was round
Crockenhill in north Kent. Rather beautiful scenery, but close enough
to London to see the Crystal Place radio mast, Canary Wharf and the
Shard.
The walk was going to be
a long one, so we made an early start. As we walked we met friendly
lambs and over-familiar horses. The walk was billed as being
seventeen miles; we did take a couple of diversions to pick up some
challenge caches and we ended up with a total distance walked of just
under twenty one miles over twelve hours. We left home hoping to a
hundred cache finds; we got one hundred and eight. Not bad really.
I
took a few photos whilst we were out.
After a quick cuppa (once
we'd got home) I suddenly realised just how tired I felt. I
wonder if I will be able to move in the morning...?
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