Busy Easter holidays

Well a busy few days I have had, but managed to cram in a few miles along the moor.

Friday saw me leave Thruscross and wander over the moor to Bolton Abbey, using the Dales way link. Nothing special in that but a nice wander over the moors watching the red kites hover and peering out for prey in the bracken. And what is it with Grouse? Every time i get a fright when they explode from the heather, making their noise amid much flapping of wings, i expect it, i know its going to happen yet i am surprised each and every time they burst out. I made a small detour just by Bolton Farm, to visit the trig point on Nabs edge. But one thing that troubled me was a sever pain in my right foot. The outside of the foot, just back from the toes and extending toward the ankle. It cut the walk short at Bolton abbey as I had intended to go further. Bolton abbey was awash with people, being the Easter break. Kids running around hunting Easter eggs, dogs barking at each other and the ducks fighting over the prime picnic table scraps. Quite a shock when you come down off the moor, having seen nothing but grouse and sheep for the last couple of hours.

On further investigation it turns out that the pain in my foot was due to tightness in the calf muscle, making my feet roll somewhat. So I have exercises from the physio to help with that. I just hope it remedies itself soon and not later.

Saturday I felt that my feet were better, they just felt rather bruised, so a nice amble around the local resivour, Fewston for four or five miles. Nice easy-going on the feet. And they felt absolutely fine. So back up with stretching out my calf muscles to avoid that happening again.

Monday I drove my parents up to see my grandfather, and my god, my mother is enough to make baby Jesus cry. “there’s a roundabout at the end of the road” I know mum, it’s been there for the last 15 years. “watch your speed” I was doing 65 in a 70. That “watch your speed” was said every time I passed anything on the motorway. “the speed limit is 50 here”. Gosh I guess that’s what all those signs with 50 on them mean.

I guess I better start planning a few routes around the local area to try out my feet a bit more and keep my calves in shape before they freeze up again.

Anyway, while I am here in Northumbria I’m off for a wander along the beach at Alnmouth. I could never resist a beach wander.

April 5, 2010 | Categories: Outdoors, Rants | Tags: alnmouth, beach, drive, easter, north yorkshire, northumberland, walking | Leave A Comment »