Far-reaching views today, including from the famous Chanctonbury Ring, a hill that used to have an iron-age fort on it but now just has a copse of trees. Great views from there. Saw a lot of cyclists today, mostly male groups. Loads of walkers too, plenty of nice dogs to look at. Everyone chatty in the beautiful weather. I got an early train and walked from 9 till 2.15 with a 15-minute stop at the ring. Plenty of sticky mud and slippery chalk - it’s fortunate that the last couple of days of sun have probably dried the surfaces a bit. Several times, though, I asked myself the eternal question of why male cyclists eschew mudguards. It’s crazy.
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Frost first thing, as I set off |
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Dream house |
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Chanctonbury Ring |
The last mile today was through a pig farm with the happiest-looking pigs, thousands of them. They had little houses and loads of space and a cracking view, which was probably a bit lost on them. All ages, socialising, snouting around, playing and eating. It was nice to see.
I got the 2.30 bus from just south of Upper Beeding and was home by 6. Dozed off on the Thameslink. The weird thing about the SDW is that it bypasses all the settlements, so I actually haven’t seen any villages at all to speak of. Bit of a shame as it seems some of them are very pretty.
My legs stood up well to the pummeling, especially as this is the first proper bit of walking I’ve done since October. I was thinking that if I’m serious about doing the coast to coast with Elizabeth I’ll need to do proper strengthening for a few months, and practice hikes with equipment on my back. A good challenge.
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