I have completed my challenge to walk 30 miles in a week for World Cancer Day which takes place on the 4th February each year. My mileage total is 32.59. I have made my donation of 1 pound for each mile I pledged to walk to Cancer Research UK.
The walking adventure that completed my challenge…
After my regular Thursday morning get together I headed off to Attingham Park for lunch and the Snowdrop Trail. I enjoyed taking my car for a leisurely spin in the sunny weather. When I arrived at Attingham I was surprised at how full the car park was for a ‘week day’. I checked in, made my way to the teashop and joined the short queue.
There was a sign suggesting that face masks should be worn in crowded and enclosed places, a reminder that there is still a bug on the loose and to be careful. Most people were careful, however I dropped unlucky! A lady behind me was up close and personal, as in so close she kept touching me. I arrived at the counter area with the sandwich and drink I had chosen and was asked if I wanted anything else. I didn’t.
As I was about to pay, the server attending to me asked if we were all together (meaning me and the two ladies behind me). Oh no said the lady behind me who was so close, she was touching me again. She still didn’t get it. I had to ask her to move so that I could get to the card reader to pay for my lunch. She moved just enough for me to access the card reader but was still in bodily contact with me!
Lunch items in hand, I picked up a glass for my drink as I made my way to a table looking out over the parkland. As I was finishing my sandwich a gentleman with a mobility walking aid arrived by my table and said ‘I am going to inflict myself on you, in fact two of us are, I have no choice’. As he was about to sit himself down at my table his wife called him away, other tables were available.
Comfortably replete, I set off on my walk towards the walled garden and the snowdrop walk. As I entered the snowdrop walk, I noticed a grey cloud over that area, the only grey cloud in a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. As I entered the woodland snowdrop walk I was first treated to ice cold raindrops followed by hailstones. I embraced the weather but regretted this meant I had to put my camera away.
I set off on a lovely walk around the walled garden, revisiting the snowdrop walk when the sun was shining (which it did for the rest of my walk), exploring new pathways in addition to my farourite walks. The photos of the walk speak for themselves there is no need for additional words 
