A Chilled Out Day

By skinner_jennifer

Thu, 04 Jun 2020
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Dear diary, Wednesday 3rd of June 2020.
 
My path is filled with thoughts of adventure, the great unknown fills me with some trepidation, yet exhilaration of, where will it take me? How many hours will pass before I arrive at my next destination?
 
I see fields of barley and wheat, somewhere far off in the distance I hear  gun fire, it must be the clay shooting I hear so much about along this ridge way. 
 
I'm moved by the many long wild grasses the farmer has left to wildlife, it's such a pleasure to see so many bees and butterflies going about their business on such a glorious day
 
The breezes help to clear my mind, as I take deep breathes feeling my lungs fill with air, there's a kind of magic about being up on the ridge way, everything is so much easier here...well apart from the sharp stones that seem to penetrate my feet, even through my boots. We take to the grassy verges and watch as two snails cross our path. Me and partner decide to have a snail race, watching to see which one gets to its destination first, both of us silently cheering on our chosen snail. Of course my partner's came in first and won. "Well! That passed about ten minutes of our walk, so we were ready to continue on.
 
The few people we did see, seemed to be happy, their smiling faces and "hellos" were very welcoming. We chatted about two helicopters that were circling off in the distance. My partner said it was probably helicopter training, as we are near the base. Then we got onto the subject of how we'd manage if we were stuck out in the middle of nowhere alone. I'd been watching Alone The Beast, about survival out in the wilds without tools. My partner used to be in the army when younger, I think he would survive, though for me I'm not so sure, but when I was younger I did do a lot of mad things, that now seem like they belonged to a different person.
 
After about two hours we turned and walked back to the car, it was just the right amount of treking for me, mainly because neither of us had walked that far in months  being housebound. Our afternoon soon came to an end and it was nice to relax in front of the tv and just chill with a couple of lagers for me and cider for my partner.
 
 
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Submitted by onemorething on

A nice wander. Sorry your snail lost. I wouldn't survive for very long the wild, I hope I never have to try! Rachel :)

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

It sounds like a lovely feeling of space up on the Ridgeway, and fresh breezes and nature all around, soothing and bracing! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rachel,

it was such a breath of fresh air being able to go up on the ridgeway after being cooped up for so long. My feet, hips and legs did ache, not having walked for over three and half hours in months, and it did feel like I'd been walking all day, but it was so worth it.

I agree, I certainly wouldn't be able to cope out in the wilds at my age, but we had fun talking about the programme and I have learned a lot about survival.

As this was our first real walk in so long, I just had to record it.

Thank you for reading and your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

glad you enjoyed this little diary piece. I have to say that since this lock down, I've noticed the farmer has let a lot of his fields go to meadow grass, it's amazing how many bees and butterflies there are up there now. There's a great feeling of space as you said and the sky seems so much bigger up there.

Had it not been for the fact I was so tired, I could have gone further, but it makes you realize how special and important these open spaces are when you've been cooped up for so long.

Soothing and brazing is a wonderful way to describe our walk. Thank you so much for your words and glad you enjoyed.

Jenny.