DH, TO, Sully, Bill. Also RW, AC, Scrumpy
Week 2 of lockdown 2.0 and the names out of the hat saw DH travel to Cary to walk with TO, and totally separately RW & Scrumpy met with AC.
Group 1 headed out by Ansford school in a clockwise direction towards Hadspen. A good level walk with great views down towards Wyke before crossing the road and dropping down through the horse field into the village. From here on in it was all uphill, firstly up the road leading up towards Hadspen quarry before skirting around the edge of a lovely farm complex. Previous recee by Trevor of the final accent had reckoned on 2 pit stops for breath, but in a low and steady gear we both made it up with just the one, coming out on the Cary road near the Millennium stone. Once over the road short walk along the top took us to the hilltop overlooking Castle Cary. I had only being saying on the way round earlier, “wouldn’t it be odd if we bumped into the others”? Not knowing of course their route intentions at all. Ahead in the distance by a bench we saw a few folks, could this be them? No looked like a family together. But as one pair set off towards us, the others remained in place, as if waiting. Had they spotted us?
As we slowly approached it soon became clear it was Richard & Adrian, (or was it Compo & Cleggy)? and it was Sully who on realising quickly made a dash to check up on his prodigy, reunited again! A brief socially distanced catch up, some usual banter about “we got here first” and then off down the hill to Trevor’s promised stop at the bakery & butchers to collect produce for breakfast. On the way into town we happened to see another fine upstanding Sexey’s stalwart, former Maths teacher and head of boarding, Ollie Morison, enjoying a few minutes early morning gardening. It was great to catch up and reminisce even if only for a few minutes. Bread rolls from Danielle, French sausages from the butchers (no English breakfast variety left so nothing Toulouse going French), argh!
Trevor then managed to show me areas of Cary I never knew existed including the old war time hospital, tucked away but slowly being surrounded and overrun with modern properties. Must be a great view from the panoramic window at the top of the tower.
Back at Casse Oats, I was priveledged to be allowed a good cuddle with Bill whilst the chef worked his wonders, well I did choose to sit in Bill’s chair after all. A good walk 4.5 mile walk and a smashing breakfast, even if a bit heavy on garlic, with poached eggs to die for!
Thanks Trevor.
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