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Path: stage 10b - Pangbourne to Wallingford |
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Sue
and I woke up to a very wet morning. As we had to
carry our overnight stuff from Henley to Wallingford
I'd had to make some decisions about what to bring,
and what to leave behind. I had decided to bring my
new summer walking "shorts" in case the
weather warmed up. It was August after all. I decided
to leave my expensive and very comfortable, if bulky,
walking trousers behind. This was a mistake. On every
walk after this I have carried my trousers through
roasting sunshin. I did appreciate them on the Abingdon
to Oxford stage, but this morning I could only
regret their absence.
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Whichurch - Pangbourne toll
bridge was active despite the early time on a Sunday
morning (about 9.15am), and despite the weather. Can
it really be worthwhile collecting 20p from each car
that crosses? Fortunately pedestrians don't have to
pay to pass any more (they were charged 1/2d
each until decimalisation made this impractical). |
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Once
over the bridge, the walk wound through Whitchurch,
past the church of St Mary the Virgin, and then up away
from the river. Away from the river is always frustrating
on a walk that feels that it ought to be a "river
walk" , ie by the river, not someway above it. |
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It
just got wetter and wetter. My trousers were soaked
through. However, by the time we came back down to
the river opposite Beale Park the rain had cleared
and my trousers dried out quickly. The cows didn't
seem to mind the wet grass.
Buildings
along the Thames vary greatly, from the grand to the
not so grand, and the new to the old. This old boat
house caught our imagination as a once loved building.
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We
found an alternative route to this poorly signposted
diversion. |
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We
arrived safely in Wallingford, by which time the weather
was quite bright. Whilst we refreshed ourselves with
a rather late lunch, Malcolm and the boys drove up
to collect us. By a strange co-incidence, who should
we meet at the castle but my friend Ann and her family
- I hadn't seen Ann for about 5 years, and had arranged
to walk the next stage
of the walk with her, so it seemed a fitting end to
the longest stage of the walk.
Sue,
Matthew, James, Bridget, Ann, Hannah and Abi.
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