Dusk Dawdle

Well, I did get out, eventually. Didn't feel so great - not sure whether the main factor was the lack of food or the drinks in the bar after last night's excellent radio recording (very funny, and free, courtesy of the BBC audience tickets page. A nice slow amble, was the order of the day, albeit taking in a climb or two.

Conditions are strange out there. Some of the trails seem to be holding together better than I ever remember in winter, such as the western Right of Way of the pair on Whitchurch Hill:


Meanwhile the other Right of Way, right next door, has been hammered...


There are eight photos here - my digital camera is as cheap as my technique with it is crap, but these came out okay.

Oh, and mind yourself on Jackson's Lane, the single(ish)track across the golf course to the west of Caversham. There's a bit of storm damage. This path falls into Oxfordshire, which unfortunately means it's right at the boundary of their area of responsibility, and last time this happened the tree was down for quite a while.

Back to work then...