WHERE IS GEORGE?
The Martinstown Mileater’s are a very hardy and cheerful group, despite having to endure bitter cold winds on the next leg of the Coastal Path. Seventeen of us and three dogs travelled from Abbottsbury to Chickerell in temperatures that even Scott would have baulked at. We were however, very well wrapped up, and only Malcolm and Stuart didn’t have hats on! The first hill gave us fantastic views of the Swannery and the start of the Fleet. The sun was shining and the water was glistening on the sea. We were nearly blown over, so we had to keep marching onwards to keep warm. Luckily the footpath had dried out after many days of rain, which made the going easier.
Four more walkers joined us at Rodden and we continued on cheerfully to complete the seven mile journey. The walk continued over fields and hugged the coastline, viewing the many birds on the Fleet. (Ann Priddle knows their names.) We managed to find a sheltered spot to have our coffee break and take some photos. Suitably refreshed, we headed into the wind once more.
We ended our walk at the Lugger Inn, Chickerell, but instead of 21 walkers and 3 dogs at the finish, George the Springer Spaniel had decided to play with a football on route and had lost track of where we were. His owner, Martin, therefore had to retrace his steps to find him. Luckily a kindly gentleman, had noticed that George was lost, kept hold of him, and contacted Martin to retrieve him. Both were safely reunited, but rather weary.
The logistics of getting 21 people from A to B on a linear walk, with cars at each end is quite challenging. However, we squashed into cars for the return journey, and in one small car, we had five adults and two large and one small dog. Quite cosy!