A recent ultrasound provided me with a new label to add to the middle-aged collection of ailment badges.
So that’s what the painful bulge on the back of my ankle was.
The pain is exacerbated by the off-piste moors yomps I love with the dog. And hilly / mountain hikes (I ignored the signs over the last year or more, doh). And the stop: start driving on the M62.
So all the above are being avoided where at all possible.
I don’t miss the M62, I do miss the moors and mountains.
It’ll improve (hopefully) in 3+ months and with:
– some eccentric calf exercises (what a great term)
– regular elevation (foot on table), TV remote / cuppa / beer in hand.
– regular ice packs / Aldi frozen peas bag.
– regular flat walks (The local towpath).
So there are no ‘big walks’ write ups of late but here’s what I have been up to since the last blog post, in my world of walks:
Walkers Are Welcome 2017 conference
I went to the national Walkers Area Welcome 2017 conference in Hebden Bridge, along with some of the other Marsden committee. The day sparked ideas on how to do more to promote walks in our area. There were some great talks, not least of which were two by Japanese guests at the event. And a great talk by Kate Ashbrook (patron). Her write up of the day can be found here.
The Marsden contingent had a great time (and a great evening ‘do’ too, thanks O’Hooley and Tidow .. and local ales).
A coastal meander from Amble to Warkworth
Anita and I spent a couple of days up in Amble, to catch one of Mikron Theatre Company‘s shows (In at The Deep End) – all about the RNLI. There had been a few shows actually held in lifeboat houses around the country but we hadn’t got to any, so Amble was a bit of a drive but well-worth catching the show there. I didn’t know this part of the Northumberland coast but we both loved it (as did Brodie, who stayed with us in the dog-friendly Amble Harbour Guesthouse).
The walk between Amble and Warkworth is 1.6 miles but with some additional mooching along the estuary and then the beach near Warkworth, we did about a 6 mile return jaunt. Just about right for my dodgy achilles.
I regretted leaving my DSLR behind with its ‘big lens’. I only grabbed some phone shots of what was an abundance of bird life, there was loads to see. We didn’t spot the seals or dolphins that had been seen a few days before, but you can’t have it all.
Excellent theatre and abundant wildlife. And Fish and Chips two nights running. And friendly pubs selling great beer. Result. Cheers, Amble and Warkworth.
Mooching, not quite on the moors.
I’m constrained to shorter and less precipitous or off-piste walks but I’m lucky in that where I live is surrounded by decent hills (if you keep off the actual moorland your ankles fare better). And the village itself has a canal running through it for towpath walks.
Brodie is now 14 and she now demonstrably prefers the shorter mooches. And Anita prefers a hill to a mountain, so we’re walking more together. Every cloud and all that 🙂