Many remarkable people found their identities on rivers: Cleopatra on the Nile; Lewis and Clark on the Missouri; Mark Twain on the Mississippi; Jeff Bezos on the Amazon. This is the story of my 600+ mile walk along the waterways of southern England in the summer of 2014, and the remarkable people I met along the way. It is best read in chronological order, so I recommend starting with the earliest posting in the Blog Archive list in the right margin.
Walk completed August 16, 2014
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
July 8, 2014 -- Day 23, Cocking to Amberley, 13 Miles
haven’t yet learned the derivation of the word “downs,” as used to describe the
terrain here. It seems to me that a better term would be “ups,” because there
seem to be more of them. Today started out with a long climb out of Cocking to
regain the escarpment. With the hill in front and woodland on either side, the
only view was back to the ridge I descended yesterday. It was a good view.
11th Century Church in Cocking
View back to yesterday's descent
(through clearing on ridge)
that vista disappeared as the footpath entered pleasant woodlands – made more
pleasant because they provided a protective canopy against the morning rain.
The rain lasted less than an hour, and by the time I left the woodlands, the
views opened up again.
wasn’t the only walker out in the rain today. Heading in my direction were
Dexter and Paul. Paul was continuing on gamely after an injury left him unable
to carry his pack. Fortunately, Dexter had enough strength for both of them and
did the carrying. Paul thought he might recover by tomorrow. But, Dexter, I’m
thinking my foot is probably going to hurt tomorrow, so if you’ve got any extra
carrying capacity…, well, just a thought.
Dexter and Paul
the other direction were Jim, from Chichester, and Mark, from Southampton.
Neither of them was deterred by the rain, either.
only others I passed were a ewe and her two lambs. They didn’t complain about
the rain, and came uncommonly close to me – possibly hoping for treats.