And so yesterday, in the face of potential soakings and the prospect of arriving home looking like bedraggled cats, we went a little east of the house, out along roads that had no paths (that was fun...), and over hills that had no dales, on a walk that had no discernable route, because we ourselves had not planned it in advance, figuring that there's enough walking ground out there to find our way in.
What we found...
Carlton Marsh is not that popular it seems...
Maybe because this is literally as far as you can go at 6 at night...
Nice Bridge though, shame that you couldn't go past it...
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Nice Wall around a pond...
And another bridge leading high into the back of the marshes
That seemed curiously familiar...
High into the hills, or the long dark into Moria...
Not quite the Bridge at Khazad Dum, although we do think there may have been Balrogs down here at some point...
And we always like the woodland arches on these paths...
But high on these hills was the bypass, and so all real opportunities for good photos that didn't involve a stack of tarmac and little else went by the wayside, in all something near 7 miles, two hours around, and a lot of hills, but we arrived back not (quite) dead, so there must be improvements somewhere...
