Like two young children let loose, Jill and I set off today to walk from Charmouth to Seatown. The forecast was largely clear, winds, showers, ie iffy if one is inclined to pessimism and good to go if you are Jill and I.
Iffy And good to go.
We were buffeted around on this 6 mile walk, at times with arms outstretched to keep our balance, looking for all the world like kids playing hopscotch; at other times sprayed with rain, then marvelling at the patterns the sun made on the sea, and all the while we puffed and panted up steep steep hills.
Looking across the downs we could see walkers; an elderly very fit man striding up a hill with his dog, families walking more leisurely across tiny paths just visible in the green; a couple huddled on a bench drinking out of their flasks.
Another special day