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Work has been A Lot recently, and yesterday I wanted nothing more than to run away to the seaside. Unfortunately, we live a long way from the seaside; T was busy and I wasn't feeling up to driving nearly a hundred miles each way without a navigator, while public transport would have taken a long time and could only really offer Bournemouth or Southsea, neither of which seemed likely to be quite the kind of lonely windswept shingly expanse I was craving. Also, even though it was the weekend I really needed to do some work, so I contented myself with a wander down the canal and through the nature reserve, picking blackberries as I went (even though it's October now and they are starting to wither I managed to fill a 900ml lidded plastic "soup mug").
The forecast for today hadn't looked optimistic, which is one of the reasons I was so keen to get out yesterday after a couple of weekends of it being too wet to walk, but in fact it was blustery but dry and mostly sunny, and we walked the other way up the canal to Thrupp and Shipton-on-Cherwell and back through the woods.
Going through the woods, rather than round by Hampton Gay and Hampton Poyle, might not have been the best choice, because despite the dry summer the recent heavy rain had left the paths very muddy in places, but I do like the bit along the Cherwell (which was much higher than usual), and the views across St Mary's Fields coming back into Kidlington. We picked another soup mug full of blackberries on the way up the canal towpath and stopped off at Tesco's on the way back through Kidlington for custard.
The forecast for today hadn't looked optimistic, which is one of the reasons I was so keen to get out yesterday after a couple of weekends of it being too wet to walk, but in fact it was blustery but dry and mostly sunny, and we walked the other way up the canal to Thrupp and Shipton-on-Cherwell and back through the woods.
Going through the woods, rather than round by Hampton Gay and Hampton Poyle, might not have been the best choice, because despite the dry summer the recent heavy rain had left the paths very muddy in places, but I do like the bit along the Cherwell (which was much higher than usual), and the views across St Mary's Fields coming back into Kidlington. We picked another soup mug full of blackberries on the way up the canal towpath and stopped off at Tesco's on the way back through Kidlington for custard.
