Thursday, 25 September 2014

Footsore on the Downs.

I wish I was walking to these places, it must be 70 miles from end to end along The South Downs Way footpath;

It was still sunny on my second day of freedom and we walked along the ridge from the windmills at Clayton to Ditchling Beacon, a very steep hill indeed.

It's a hard challenge for cyclists and many races climb it.

When we got there, there were still road marks at the top; 'Allez!' and this commemoration of the British cyclist Tommy Simpson who died on the bleak and murderous Mont Ventoux stage of the Tour de France;

I had a wonderful day on the Downs back in the spring;

Today was beautiful in a different, September sort of way;

Rolling chalk hills, swooping swallows diving and swirling for the sheer joy of being alive. We made it!

With time for a wish on the way back;

But we didn't all make it back in one piece;

I bought these walking shoes in 2011, just before I was diagnosed. They were really cheap but I never thought I'd get to wear them out. It's the second pair of shoes I've worn out this year, my Big Bad Boots went in the springtime. 

It's a testament to Dr Feelgood of Charing Cross Hospital that I lasted this long and to the Orthopaedic and Trauma surgeons at St. Peter's that I still have two legs to walk on.

Neil Harris
(a don't stop till you drop production)


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