May was a very short month, wasn’t it?
At this time in 2016, I’d walked 83.5 miles in May and was looking at a tally of 346.75 miles for the year so far…
At this time in 2016, I’d walked 83.5 miles in May and was looking at a tally of 346.75 miles for the year so far…
I arrived home at about 20.10 last night, having spent the previous three evenings sleeping in a tent to the south of Snowdonia in mid Wales.
My first trip away with and experience of camping with a walking group. Previously, I’d only been camping with one friend at a time. It’s passed by very quickly and there are many things I could reflect on.
This was the second walk in what will become a series of seven, enabling the completion of Wiltshire’s White Horse Trail.
I wasn’t able to attend this as an organised group event, due to a clash with Mother’s Day. A couple of weeks later, I set off for Wiltshire on my own, during the Easter Bank Holiday Monday.
It was in May last year that I discovered a pristine path of bluebells only a thirty-minute walk (uphill) from my front door.
Shared with the opinion of a friend, I’m convinced that bluebells have arrived early this year. More concerningly, they’ve already ‘peaked’ (at least, in my opinion).
I took the opportunity to spend some time there in an evening last week. There’s even a video I produced for YouTube and I’ll include a link to that at the bottom of this post.