Wednesday, 24th June 2015
Way back in October 2013 (was it really that long ago???) my very good friend Suzy B and I went for a walk in Cardinham Woods. It was to be a short walk followed by a civilised lunch at the Woods Cafe. We set off undaunted by the rain, with no map, no directions, no water and just a flapjack for sustenance (which I fed to a horse before I realised I might need it later!).
Within an hour we were hopelessly lost, no longer in the woods, on moorland somewhere, trying to get Suzy B’s iPhone to tell us which way to go. Eventually we decided to head for a church tower we could see in the far distance, convinced this was Cardinham – which luckily it was – and sure that once we got to the village, the way home would be clear. We eventually crawled back to the Woods Cafe just before closing time, exhausted and bedraggled. The lovely lady gave us her last two bowls of potato and leek soup and we flumped down to eat, convinced we would never be able to get up again. Its a walk I will never forget. Continue reading