Some of my own response to the Covid-19 crisis and the restrictions we all find ourselves under is to revisit my favourite places, in books or thought, films or photographs, or even old blog posts. It is sobering and depressing to realise I may not be able to go more than a few miles from home over the coming months, but this does help a little.
The South Downs are a favourite, so I’m going to re-post this short series I put up a couple of years ago after our most recent walk along the South Downs Way:
Once upon a time, or five or six years ago, if you prefer, I thought I would start up my own outdoor adventure company. It never happened in the end, largely due to the cost of insurance. However, if I had gone through with it I have to admit it would have been largely so I could go on long distance trails both in the UK and overseas without having to pay for it.
Oh, well. It was a nice idea.
The South Downs Way is a long distance footpath of one hundred miles in length, running from Eastbourne to Winchester, or Winchester to Eastbourne, if you must, along the top of the South Downs.
Hence the name.
We walked it in May.
It is usual, when writing about a journey – especially a long distance walk – to write in some detail about the scenery and the route, in sequential order. I don’t think I’ll do that this time. Instead I’ll probably jump about all over the place writing about odd things we found particularly interesting. And post one or two photos of the stunning scenery…
Such as this one.
So, a few points of interest.
This, then, is a dew pond:
Chalk is a porous rock, allowing any rainfall to rapidly soak away, so the only way of providing water on the top of the downs is by artificial means. Dew ponds have been made up there for hundreds of years; a hollow is dug and lined with clay, which then fills naturally when the rain falls. Dew is probably not a significant contributor, despite the name. The downside to this simple system is should the pond dry out, then the clay, too, will dry out. When this happens, it will shrink and crack, and subsequent rainfall will leak out.
And while on the subject of rainfall, we didn’t have glorious weather all the way:
We were forced to seek refuge in a convenient pub at the Devil’s Dyke for a couple of hours, but we made the best of it. This was clearly A Good Move because although it was still pouring with rain when we eventually left the pub, it began to clear up in about an hour and then we had sunshine for the rest of the day.
These are cowslips. The word comes from the Old English cuslyppe, which means cow dung, because, yes, that’s where they like to grow, apparently. Years ago, before the coming of intensive farming practices and industrial weedkillers, our fields were full of cowslips, but they seem to be met with now primarily in the more open landscapes – like downland. For the first few days of our walk, especially, we saw lots of cowslips.
We had a rest day at Steyning, although we stayed at nearby Bramber.
Bramber Castle is a strange and mysterious place, which magically energises the over sixties and causes them to revert to their childhood.
Although not for long, sadly.
The image of you flying at Bramber made me smile. Be well, Mick.
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Thanks, Maggie. You, too! Oh, those were carefree days!
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There’s nothing like the English countryside on a lovely day. I will watch English movies just for the country scenes!
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Such good taste, Jan!
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Some of my favourite things have been shut down by the cost of public liability insurance… But I won’t rant about it here! Hope you are enjoying the (literal) sunlit uplands even if the metaphorical ones are obscured.
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Only the sunlit uplands of Southborough, unfortunately. But grateful for those. Hope you’re okay.
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Yes, thank you, the weather and the social distancing suit me fine, and there is a calm in the neighbourhood I am enjoying.
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I like the social distancing too, it has to be said.
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Reposting your favorite walks is a great idea, Mick! We all need reminders of happier times.
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I thought so, too, Ann. Plenty more to follow later.
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When there is a break in the weather I’m heading for the trails like you – unfortunately a lot of others are too. We have been told to stay home except for outdoor exercise. Take care and keep writing.
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Thank you, you too! Even the short trails help.
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I’ve seen cultivated primroses that look very similar, but strangely, the gardners didn’t include any dung heaps
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The dung is the difference!
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Ahem, “Organic Soil Amendment,” if you please!
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Oops…
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Reviving the memories through photos and words is the best thing one can do in lockdown. You look so happy; like a kid! 🙂 Cheerful photo.
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Thank you! That was my energy burst for a day, though.
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So beautiful landscape/sceneries. You seem to be really enjoying near Bramber Castle!
I hope you are doing well, Mick.
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Thanks, Aditya. It was a lovely place, yes.
We’re fine, thanks. Hope you’re okay, too.
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The only consolation with the ever growing restrictions is the chance for nature to recover from us!
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That is one of the benefits. Another is noticeably cleaner, less polluted air – certainly where we live. I hope we, as a society, can take this on board when, and if, normality returns, and perhaps adjust some of how we behave.
Or am I being ridiculously hopeful?
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I can see how that place would be a favorite. Interesting how, instead of living vicariously through other peoples blogs, we can sometimes live vicariously through our own.
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Indeed, Dave. Reliving past experiences also allows us to remember feelings and emotions from then, as well as just see the pictures again.
I wonder if it’s dangerously close to nostalgia, though?
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Great read. Is that your picture, sir?
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Thanks, Ishaan. Yes, all pictures on my posts are mine, unless they say otherwise.
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I was referring to the person “flying” in the last image. I believe it is you?
Nice photograph.
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Ah, that one. My wife took that.
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I look forward to learning more about your adventures.
I hear Mr. Boris Johnson is ill?
How are things over there?
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Going the way of most countries, I think. Yes, he has mild symptoms, along with a couple of other government ministers and is self-isolating. But infections and deaths are going up steeply, unfortunately, as they seem to be in most countries.
It’s not good.
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That is unfortunate.
Hope the world recovers soon.
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I hope so, too.
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