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Path: stage 8 - Cookham to Marlow |
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15 July, 2006. A real family affair. My parents (Marie
and Andrew) came up to stay for the weekend from Ipswich,
and Malcolm, James and Matthew all joined in. The
walk was therefore a bit shorter, but still nearly
four miles which everyone managed well. We started
at Cookham, parking the car near the Stanley
Spencer gallery as before.
Click
on the photo for a closer look at us all.
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Just
before Cookham the path had left the river, but once
through the church yard of Holy Trinity church in Cookham
the path rejoins the river. There were several boats
around, and Malcolm and Andrew had to be torn away from
a fascinating conversation with a man who had retired
to his custom built boat. |
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There
was a good selection of bird life to keep James occupied
- this crested grebe (click on her to see how her family
get about) and a bunch of coot chicks, of which this
was the cutest. I have several poor quality pictures
of crested grebe, but I'm determined to keep on trying
to get something a little better. The coot chicks are
interesting, with a pinker beak compared to their parents
white beak. |
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There
is a fascinating variation in architectural styles along
this part of the river - from the unashamedly modern
to the quaintly thatched traditional, all in a short
stretch of river. |
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In
between these two styles, this building tries to look
much older than it is. However, it provided a much needed
diversion towards the end of the walk to suggest the
boys might see some dragons flying out of the castle
if they looked closely enough. With all the interesting
diversions along the way we had made slow progress and
the day was warming up. At one stage I thought we might
have to carry Matthew. However, Grandad Andrew came
up with a game for him, making arrows to tell us which
way to go, and this gave him extra energy to bound into
Marlow. |
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James
however was complaining he'd seen enough grass, trees
and water for the rest of his life. Malcolm promised
him some concrete, and this came in the shape of the
A404 bridge. We were soon in Marlow, and I had one
of the best meals of the walk so far at the Two
Brewers. No childrens meals, but the boys were
happy to share our meals with some extra vegetables
and potatoes. From there, Malcolm and I took the train
back to Cookham to fetch the car, whilst the others
played in the park.
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