Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Hiking is very civilized in England. You hike straight up 300 feet and find the 'Dicky-Dee' ice cream man with 99 p icecream in a cone with a wedge of chocoate at the bottom of the hill to give you the courage to climb up the next hill and get to the village where the pub is! So this is the village you come to where the pub is and where we ate our lunch in the village square. I felt like the village and the pub were perfect and I had actually died and gone to heaven. The houses were all neat and tidy with perfect gardens and the pub was clean and beautiful. The washrooms had the toilet tank up in the air and fresh flowers at the sink with a beautiful hand towel and scented soap. I had to show you the proverbial stone walls maybe from the Norman times around 1100 AD. The incline on the second picture is for real. We were really walking uphill and the cattle too.