The Road goes ever on and on; Down from the door where it began;
Now far ahead the Road has gone; And I must follow, if I can;
Pursuing it with eager feet; Until it joins some larger way;
Where many paths and errands met; And whither then? I cannot say.

[JRR Tolkien, Lord of the Rings]

Monday 5 April 2010

Of floaty things…

 Hi, it's Mick here again with a little note:


Many of the miles covered so far have been along the somewhat muddy canal tow-paths of England, which has made for rapid coverage of the miles but has lacked in the up-and-down of the hills. The canals themselves are filled with what essentially amounts to stagnant water – there may be thousands of miles of it but it is still stagnant so does not look very appealing. Added to this we noted a lot of dead, floaty things in the canals that do no belong there and, as is our wont, we kept count of them.  Today, as we departed from the canals of England at Rugeley, the count stood as follows:

  • 1 dog (breed unknown);
  • 1 Muntjac deer;
  • 2 lambs;
  • 2 pheasant (1 male, 1 female);
  • 1 pigeon;
  • 2 rabbits; and
  • 3 foxes.


Oh, and one dead fish, but I would claim that the water is a natural place for it to die.


So, as we now start the traverse across countryside and on to the hills we will need to start looking for something else to list.  Any suggestions?


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  2. We're hoping that the count for missing bridges remains firmly fixed at zero!