Today I have been very determinedly working on the walk report I've been pottering at for days - just over 2000 words, and I'm exhausted. But my snippet was one of the first things I wrote, on the bus to work this morning, just to make sure that I had it!
The track shown on the map turned out to be really just a worn bit along the edge of a field, behind a locked gate, and it wasn't a right of way, but I was long past caring about any of that, or even the fact that there was something very large, cows or horses, lurking invisibly in the dark and presumably wondering very much what I was doing there. It was quite overgrown by the hedge, but I made my way through, and was very glad to meet a gate with the YHA sign at the edge of the woodland in the river valley, and a clear track leading down to the hostel.
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The track shown on the map turned out to be really just a worn bit along the edge of a field, behind a locked gate, and it wasn't a right of way, but I was long past caring about any of that, or even the fact that there was something very large, cows or horses, lurking invisibly in the dark and presumably wondering very much what I was doing there. It was quite overgrown by the hedge, but I made my way through, and was very glad to meet a gate with the YHA sign at the edge of the woodland in the river valley, and a clear track leading down to the hostel.