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Mud, mud, glorious mud…

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I managed to get a little ahead of myself this last few days. By having a PJ day yesterday (I stayed in my pyjamas all day), there were no distractions (such as shopping) and I have a new book to show even though I have been out all day today.

I went with a large group of friends for a long walk, ending up at a pub for a Sunday roast as an incentive at the end. There must have been about 25 of us (notice the odd number? Guess who that was….) We all met at Osmington Mills a local beach with a pub close by called the Smugglers. The weather was very dark and over cast with a really strong, blustery wind blowing. We set off to do the circular walk at about 11am.

The first half of the walk goes inland and wasn’t too bad, a few hills but nothing too extreme, I managed lots of nice chats with various friends and after a while we turned towards the coast again to walk back. The wind by now, as we were walking along the cliffs was ridiculously strong and gusty – luckily it was blowing from the south-east and so was blowing us onto the cliff and not off it! We were now walking along a narrow path and it was incredibly muddy underfoot which didn’t help at all as the path was very up and down and steep in places.

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Of course, the inevitable happened and just as I reached a muddy, uphill exposed bit, I slipped and a huge gust of wind blew me off my feet and I landed on my derri̬re in the mud Рmarvellous. My walking boots were so caked in mud, they lost all their grip, so the rest of the walk was even more difficult. It was actually hilarious, we were all sliding and skating in the mud, even the serious hikers who had come very prepared with wet weather gear, hiking poles and either wellies or meatier walking boots than I had worn Рnot to mention a change of clothes, were struggling.

Luckily, my mate Amanda had a spare pair of track suit bottoms in her car and I was able to change in the back of a car before going to the pub for lunch. I had to leave my mud encrusted boots at the door but luckily my walking boots had kept my feet dry so I could pad about in my socks. After roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, I felt much restored! It was very good fun and we are going to meet regularly in the future. These are some of the photographs I took. At this point the group had split into two halves, I was in the middle because I kept stopping to take photographs. Well, that’s my excuse…

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These two photographs are of the same view, the first taken today and the second was taken in the Spring last year to show the difference.

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