May 1

Day 4 Wrenbury to Crewe

Once more the meteorologists led us to believe that we would be in for a soaking as we sauntered. Yes, a barbecue would have been a bit wet and chilly. Yes, sunbathing at Bognor would have been a washout but we, in our waterproof kilts, laughed at the pitiful offering today’s clouds could manage.

Most of today’s stroll used the South Cheshire Way, what a lovely contrast to the sad old Shropshire Way. Farmers have taken the trouble to clearly mark all paths at well maintained stiles and even made little lanes for the stroller.

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We met quite a few friendly cattle as we crossed the fields. They pretend to take no notice of the stroller in their field but if you turn around they are about 1 foot from your bottom. I think that they expect some grub to appear from the depths of the rucksack. They are usually content with a tickle under the chin and a lick of the hand. Janet made quite a few new chums wanting a kiss at the kissing gate.

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Thank goodness that the name of this lane was hidden from their view and that cows can’t read.

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When we strolled to Italy there was always a handy church porch in which to take sustenance. Here in darkest, obviously heathen, Cheshire we have had to dine in stile.
We ate old jam filled croissants washed down with a slug of water with our backs turned from the wind.

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Janet is a brave soul evidenced by the way she strode, without hesitation, over the Shropshire Union Canal by means of a weak bridge clearly labelled as only to be crossed when empty.

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I know that I am silly but I am still ridiculously amused by signs to secret establishments.

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Our map was drawn before the recent spell of humid weather

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Not all landowners have embraced the South Cheshire Way but he did have a load of old diggers so we didn’t mind the obstacle course.

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This milestone was a welcome sight. Two miles to go, today anyway.

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Crewe! The air is filled with the delicious perfume of porage, porridge, What a wonderful welcome for the kilted stroller, it is the Mornflake mill.

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Today’s stroll has been really enjoyable. We made one error and went in completely the wrong direction but probably only added about one quarter of a mile to the stroll. The rain, although persistant, could not penetrate through our defences and the fields were dryish.
A massive Asian buffet has finished me off nicely.

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Posted May 1, 2016 by admin in category "Week 1 Shrewsbury to Allgreave

2 COMMENTS :

  1. By Sue Jells on

    Another fine day, if rather damp it seems!

    I did my first teaching practice in Wybunbury, if I remember correctly and it was there that one of my charges apprised me of the death of John Lennon. I didn’t believe her at first…
    Your route appears to end close to where I lived on that year at Crewe and Alsager College of Higher Education. Ahh the memories!

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    1. By admin (Post author) on

      Same here. The place was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. We are having a light day today and heading for Alsager. Another trip down memory lane.

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