As think I mentioned a few weeks ago, what I would really like to do for my birthday was to walk some of the South Downs Way. A proper lovely long walk, possibly with me taking some nice photos along the way, with hopefully my new camera.
The weather forecast was not great, but when we set off it was quite pleasant, and we thought if we could get most of the walk done before the rain set in, it would not be too bad. And how many times is the forecast wrong, anyway?
I'm not sure I should go into all the gory details: the nettle stings on my legs, the field of bullocks, and then when the rain did begin the field of rape our path took us through that meant our lower halves got instantly soaked. After about six miles we got to a road with a bus stop, but the "flexible Sunday service" meant we had no choice but to walk on to Amberley.
Has anyone ever died of exposure on the South Downs in June? This is the only photo that got taken that day. We still had about 2 miles to go, but we were nearly back in civilisation, and found a kiosk with some hot chocolate. I do realize that we should have been better prepared. When we got back to Chichester we got changed into our pyjamas in the car, as we were all so wet and cold. I do hope that didn't get caught on cctv.
On the car drive home my little one said "You won't make me have a treat like that on my birthday, will you Mum?".