Having good boots is SO important. They feel so clunky initially but settle into such comfortable well-worn delights. Happy sigh. Our boots have witnessed very different places. We’re not allowed to walk across other people’s fields over here. Our public pathways tend to be more clearly defined or on public land. I can’t imagine what wou…
Having good boots is SO important. They feel so clunky initially but settle into such comfortable well-worn delights. Happy sigh. Our boots have witnessed very different places. We’re not allowed to walk across other people’s fields over here. Our public pathways tend to be more clearly defined or on public land. I can’t imagine what would happen if I ventured across freshly sown crops! I think I’d learn a few new swear words from the owner! But a pleasure going walking with you. Hugs dear Rebecca. Thanks so much for the link to an older story.
There's nothing like a comfy pair of boots, is there?
Very many footpaths over here run across private land, but you can't go 'off piste'; you have to stick to the footpaths. On my last walk with my navigation coach I pointed out that there was a much more well-trodden path at the field boundary, and the *actual* footpath marked on the map looked pretty much ignored, so why couldn't I just take the path that was obviously more often travelled, and go around the outside of the field instead? He was horrified, and encouraged me to take the prescribed route of the public footpath (much less convenient, I felt, and surely more of a pain-in-the-neck for the landowner for me to be using)! Still, 'rules is rules', even when they feel wrong!
Thank you so much for joining me on my hapless journeys, Beth - I so appreciate you! 😘
Having good boots is SO important. They feel so clunky initially but settle into such comfortable well-worn delights. Happy sigh. Our boots have witnessed very different places. We’re not allowed to walk across other people’s fields over here. Our public pathways tend to be more clearly defined or on public land. I can’t imagine what would happen if I ventured across freshly sown crops! I think I’d learn a few new swear words from the owner! But a pleasure going walking with you. Hugs dear Rebecca. Thanks so much for the link to an older story.
There's nothing like a comfy pair of boots, is there?
Very many footpaths over here run across private land, but you can't go 'off piste'; you have to stick to the footpaths. On my last walk with my navigation coach I pointed out that there was a much more well-trodden path at the field boundary, and the *actual* footpath marked on the map looked pretty much ignored, so why couldn't I just take the path that was obviously more often travelled, and go around the outside of the field instead? He was horrified, and encouraged me to take the prescribed route of the public footpath (much less convenient, I felt, and surely more of a pain-in-the-neck for the landowner for me to be using)! Still, 'rules is rules', even when they feel wrong!
Thank you so much for joining me on my hapless journeys, Beth - I so appreciate you! 😘