Sunday, 16 May 2010

Wearing In Our Boots

We learnt the hard way while on the Dales Way that walking boots become tough and ill-fitting when left to sit in the cupboard for an extended period of time. We'll be doing a lot of walking on our holiday (if the ash allows us to get there!), and not wanting a repeat of the horrendous blistering that we encountered after a few days' walking over the Dales, we took a different approach to the Saturday afternoon pint, crossing through dry fields in the afternoon sun to seek out a sunny country pub garden to while away some hours.

One of the many things I love about walking is the conversations it promotes. In the countryside thoughts seem to pass as freely as the breeze, and I always find that talking is less inhibited, more thoughtful and more provoking on a long walk. Fittingly, we discussed the joys of walking and the reasons why we love it so much. It seems to have a reputation as a way for old people to keep fit, or even worse, a pastime for the dull-minded; but for me it reflects only adventure, challenge and freedom. My Grandad was an enthusiastic walker - he walked and walked and walked, even when he was in the advanced stages of cancer, he carried on walking through it. He used to take me and my brother off with him when we were really young, and we would be gone all day, lost in his tales of the war and the excitement of the lands he discovered. My Gran would dispair when we returned, always late for tea and tired out, but still we walked with him every time he asked us to come along. And an integral part of any walk with my Grandad involved a pub stop, which is a strong tradition fifteen years later, of course!

We found the perfect beer garden. In fact, I've never found one quite as perfect! A few (very cheap) pints and some MSG-filled treats later, we headed back home. Everything seemed a little abstract when seen through beer-goggles, and it was impossible to approach the stiles in the same spring lamb-like fashion as earlier. But still, we made it back fuzzy and content, to an evening of holiday plans, sweet treats and rubbish TV.

These boots are made for walking, and (fingers crossed) that's just what they'll be doing on Friday!


  1. I've always loved walking - a great way to get some exercise and fresh air, and some great views at the same time :)

  2. Keeping all crossed for this Friday.
    Like the new bloggy background.
    Lisa x

  3. oh wow this is wonderful!
    you are so right. i love walks. and the conversation just kind of flows. its marvelous!
    and a beer garden?? how cool!!
    hahah beer goggles.. i'm dying too funny!!


  4. I used to walk a lot as it keep us fit and fine for now as well as future. In fact I don't even use lift to and go buy stairs if I have to climb up to 6 floors and some time more. Because in our busy schedule we I don't get time to go for gym and work out but I do my regular exercise in this way.
    walking boots

  5. i LOVE walks! i can go for a walk that can last hours and hours.

    love the pics.. thanks for sharing!