Hips and Haws (yes, this is the right spelling!)
Tuesday 28th September
Walkers: Farty , 12 legs , Mrs Provincial, Clat and Judy- No T.B. as he was out celebrating his grandson's lst birthday. , and that meant no camera, so no piccies - sorry folks. Windy is away in the Balearics, and Sally is preparing for a 9 day epic round the antipodean areas. The others - working or busy.
Distance : 7 3/4 miles - excellent
Find of the walk: a fuchsia (yes, this is the right spelling again) balloon
Weather : grey and miserable throughout (but we weren't). quite warm , and drizzle came on later.
After the initial caffeine hits in the hotel bar, we were booted and ready for off. Down Church Lane and past the houses which Windy had 'posed' in front of. The effect of which, has resulted in two of them already up for sale - no comment. It was here that Mrs P trod in some doggie do, but managed to scrape it all off - yuk. Further up the road we came to the ho ho house with the permanent Christmas decorations outside, before turning left onto the Greensand Way.
We did a good forking off and stopped to pick some rosehips - Clat's latest idea to make jelly. (Apparently you can only make rosehip syrup - but don't get the seeds on your bits, as these are used for itching powder).
We then turned left and yet again, mislaid the correct track and ended up on the wrong side of the disused workings. We climbed a hill and proceeded along a high and wooded area - evidence to be seen of much wood-peckering action. To one side, the path has eroded alarmingly with trees literally teetering on the edge, and we had to restrain Minnie from doing a kamikaze manoeuvre.
We came to a road, turned in the wrong direction, and then got distracted by some massive tractors and trailers, roaring along and not really bothering about who , or what, was in their way. We retraced our steps and found the right path.
More wooded areas and lots of stops as Farty, complete with her 'what you can eat' mushroom book, went into raptures about the many species she could identify - a mushroom mecca. Then, weirdly, just as we were chatting about encountering odd 'types' on a walk, we bumped into one. Moving swiftly on.......
We came to a junction, called The Enterdent , which is nothing to do with teeth, but Sue's new crown does look good.
Some woods then led us towards Godstone Farm, which has been shut (due to an e-coli outbreak), but now re-opened , with very few visitors today. We looked at some various goats and watched them jumping about, until Minnie went on the verbal attack, and we withdrew.
Next was the track up through Garston Park, which is where the blog photo was taken, a few cows were avoided, and two giant schnauzers weren't - and Minnie went verbal again. Hey ho, all was well, and we came back on the correct side of the disused workings - bingo! we cracked it.
Walk finished, into the bar for our food and drink - all good, think it is top scores as no-one seemed to complain. We are trying to think of some names for Farty's 3 hens, which she is hoping to obtain soon - how about scrambled, boiled and fried?
Next week we are meeting at the Plough in Rusper. You can park in the village car park opposite, and prepare yourself for another rip-roaring and exciting perambulation round Surrey.
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