Winter walks

The weather forecast was overcast and maybe light rain. I decided to go on a kind of foul weather walk. For nearly a year my spine had been troubling me and finally it settled down enough that getting around without pain was possible and very welcome. As I stepped outside, the cold wind hit me, but it wasn't too bad.

This was just going to be local thing. Maybe 2 miles and it felt good to know that I could do this. A very light drizzle was letting my cheeks know that there was some water up there, but nothing to worry about. At about 200 yards the drops became heavier, then it started. The skies opened up, the wind increased and by a quarter of a mile I realized this was not going to work. 30 MPH gusts of wind drove the cold rain through my jeans. My feet were soaked, everything was soaked, through to the skin and I turned back, cursing the stupid English weather, thinking I need different gear if this is going to happen a lot.

That was back in early January. Since then I've managed to get out most days and put at least a couple of miles behind me.

The walks

I thought this post would try to give an overall representation of the times I've been out and about. I really need to get back in shape and stay that way. The best method is hike, bad weather or no.
You've seen one, you've seen them all.

Typical English trails (they call them footpaths here) abound and most of them are muddy year round. If you ever plan on hiking in the UK (why?), expect to get very dirty, very lost (their maps are over 100 years out of date) and wet. I do it because I reside here.
Not sure about this. The set up is for cooking with a hanging pot over the fire.

I remember thinking about this. It kind of represents London. The darker top branch is the river and the big bottom one, the main ring road. The other branches and twigs are the streets.

Days have brightened up throughout February, still quite cold. This is a small river, still, so good reflection.

On one outing I ran across these guys, resurfacing the sidewalks. Not all my hikes are in woodland, often I have to cross a town or go through part of a London residential area.

Says it all.

The tree must have died and this is what's left of it.

Got off trail here—nice.

...and of course what the silly journalists called the "Beast from the East". Had to laugh at all this. 1/2 inch of snow and the country shuts down. They just can't handle this white stuff. Now if it was 2 feet, I'd understand.....

It's always good to get out of the filthy city. I hate big cities, even though I live in one and have never liked the place, just stuck here.

Where to next?

I think a change is coming. I can feel it in the air. Before then, I want to visit my friends in Pamplona and, all going well, enjoy one more San Fermin. One friend (Catalán), is moving to the coast near Barcelona.
Lar Gallego, where we would all meet in the evening for a beer and chat.

Our favorite watering hole has been sold and most will have dispersed to other places. It's the end of an era in more ways than one.
Feb 23, 2018

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When it's summer and sunny for longer periods it's okay Frank, the humidity goes down. Now it's been fairly sunny but with high humidity, gusty winds and the cold goes right through you.
Feb 25, 2018 at 1121
I don't think I could ever live in the UK Ted. Just can't take grey and rain. I get depressed. But hey, there's Spain!
Feb 25, 2018 at 0004

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