Sculpture : The Green Man by Lydia Kapinsky, 1999. University of London, Gordon Square gardens, “My roots go down to the depths of the world, through earth dry brick, and damp earth, through veins of lead and silver. I am all fibre” “I am as green as a yew tree in the shade of the […]
My blogs have two main purposes – to promote Trail Running and to promote the wonderful and varied countryside within a short distance of Chester. Today I revisited one of my favourite areas to try and patch-in a short stretch to make an ideal training circuit. This area also happens to be one of the […]
The River Dee by The Groves, Chester.
“We’re going round and round (Yeah, me and my babe), Going round and round (Yeah, me and my babe), Round and round, round and round, Me and my sure ‘nough baby going round and round” (Panama Limited Jug Band, Harvest Records 1969) Given the appalling weather forecast H & I decided to play safe and […]
(Work in progress) Like many hill people I like to tick off lists; The Nuttalls, The Wainwrights etc. Quite often these tops are little more than hills which are luckily over 2000ft and have no other redeeming features yet are listed in books that declare them to be “mountains”. But if altitude does not define […]
Ah, yes, the Anglezarke Amble is coming soon – best test my foot-snorkeling gear! And what better place than beside the swollen River Dee, slowly lowering itself after having broken its banks spectacularly in recent weeks. I am almost recovered from a cold so I sacrificed a day on Kinder Scout to mark assignments, watch […]
A cold, clear evening by the Tower of London and old father Thames.
And the wind blew the leaves away. ..
On paper a run from Warrington Bank Quay station to Runcorn doesn’t sound that attractive, but these two Nature Reserves, linked by some fine running/cycling tracks and some great views across the Mersey made for a wonderful afternoon. The trek over to Runcorn East station was a bit of a schlep, but Town Park is […]
With 2012 being the wettest on record and this year already providing travel-crippling snow, winds and yet more rain it is no surprise that the countryside is sopping wet, like a fully-saturated sponge. The slightest foot-pressure on the ground promotes oozing of Alien-fluid and sucks the strength from your legs. Quite why, then, I – […]
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