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
Monday, August 11, 2014
August 11, 2014 -- Day 57, Thames Path, 15 miles
sunny morning greeted me as I returned to the O2 to resume walking
the Thames Path where I left off yesterday. The tide was out, emphasizing the
amount of water that moves in and out of the Thames each day.
7 weeks of lovely walks in the countryside, the best I can say about today’s
walk is that the morning was sunny. London’s waterfront is in the midst of a
construction boom, and the Thames Path was diverted time and time again to accommodate
the construction. Sadly, in many places where the Path followed the river, it
passes by derelict old warehouses and piers, or through neighborhoods of “social”
housing – perhaps historical and necessary, but not picturesque.
Path diversion for construction
in many cities, old buildings have been converted to upscale housing for the
wealthy. As I was passing through one such enclave, I met David, who was
cycling by. He pointed out a penthouse that was once owned by a rock star,
David Bowie. I'm not familiar with David Bowie, but he had a nice house.
the path arrives at tourist London near Tower Bridge, with mobs of people. I’ve
grown accustomed to herds of sheep and cattle, and wasn’t ready for
jostling crowds of people along the footpath. Fortunately, Ben arrived just at
that time, and led me through an interesting (if crowded) historic market
place. Ben commented that it was not very busy today – on a weekend there would
be even more people. Outside the market place we stopped at a cheese store and
then a deli, and put together cheese sandwiches to munch on as we continued on
The new London Bridge
had had about enough of crowds by the time we reached Vauxhall Bridge, and
decided to end the day, whereupon Ben led me to the nearby Pimlico Underground
Station, and reacquainted me with the process of buying a ticket and making
train connections, so I could return to my hotel, and write today’s posting.
tomorrow I’ll find another mystery plant on the footpath. Wouldn't that be exciting?