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Thames
Path: stage 6 - Laleham to Windsor |
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After joining me for the walk from the Tate
Modern to Lambeth with her two year old, Tanya
had bravely said she'd join me for a further walk
on her own. Brave because for this walk in June she
was 6 months pregnant, and it was a hot, hot day.
We started from Laleham park where I'd finished the
previous
stage.
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Malcolm
and the boys provided back-up, collecting Tanya from
Staines station, and taking us to the start of the stage. |
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There
is an interesting variety of houses along this
stretch of the Thames path - from domains not
much more than beach huts, to large timber palaces.
This round domed house particularly appealed to
me. |
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No
herons this time, but a family of crested
grebe. |
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We
walked on through Staines, where Tanya tested out
a portable French-style toilet. There was some problem
with its user interface, but it served the purpose.
In Staines I found a shiny sculpture of a swan, and
took this photograph of the reflection. The day became
warmer as we walked on. Meanwhile, Malcolm and the
boys had been on a boat
trip from Runnymede, and we arranged to meet at
a nearby park for lunch.
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It
was lovely to see the boys, and after our picnic Malcolm
took Tanya back to Staines station for her journey
back to London. I walked on past the sunbathers at
Runnymede, and across the Albert Bridge towards Datchet.
The path became much thicker and more isolated, with
innumerable dragon flies clouding the air.
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Perhaps
when Prince Charles becomes king he will re-enstate
the Thames Path on the correct side of the river between
the Albert and Victoria bridges, alongside the park
attached to Windsor Castle. Instead, I was forced along
this almost non-existent path in Datchet, and frustratingly
kept away from the river by private river side gardens,
many of which from the appearance of the overgrown weeds
around the gates looked as is they are never used. The
way back onto the path is not even signposted, and initially
I walked past it, along the B470, before noticing a
cyclist disappear into what I had believed to be a private
garden. I was able to return the favour later when the
young male cyclist asked me to carry his bike up the
steps onto Victoria Bridge! |
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Victoria
Bridge represented a move back to the Windsor side of
the river, and offers views of Eton College. By now
I was beginning to feel the heat, and was glad shortly
to be able to see Windsor
castle in the distance. |
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had planned to walk to the far end of Windsor, but noticing
that the Thames Path actually crosses the bridge to
Eton I realised there was no point so I re-arranged
with Malcolm to meet near the Riverside railway station.
In the meantime, I had a few minutes to sit in some
shade, finish my water, and watch the river rolling
past. |
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