Selestat and the Rhine
I suspended my original 1000-mile walks campaign last October, when my sister Alexis died of cancer. It is now time to relaunch the walks in her memory. Over the coming year, I will be walking 1000 miles to raise funds for two hospice charities and three other charities we both supported. I will be resetting the clock to zero, but I will be repeating some of the more attractive walks.
A return to some old haunts today. Starting from Fambridge on the Crouch estuary turned out to be a bad idea, as I had to walk along the road most of the time.
In my improverished student days in the 1980s, I used to return home to Wales by coach. One of the few distractions on the otherwise dull M4 was a little folly tower close to Junction 12. I often thought about visiting it one day.
Though I did not know it at the time, this was the last walk I undertook while my sister was alive.
Could there be a better way to celebrate the coming of autumn than to deliver electoral register reminders to the smiling citizens of Leytonstone? Far-fetched as it may seem, the answer has to be 'yes'. Anyhow, work is work and some more miles go onto the tally.
Another pleasant walk with Richard Challoner, who has now clocked up 34 miles with me since last summer. By and large, we followed the route of the Epping Forest Centenary Trail – my first long charity walk back in June 2005.