Karelle led us on a stereotypical French walk – through a
tunnel and into a field of garlic. But,
leaving such trans-Manche stereotypes aside, returning to Monsal Head was a
welcome treat made even more special by the old railway tunnels being open to
walkers at last. So, we took great
delight in marching through them to shelter from the drizzle while it wore off,
and at least one of us was impersonating Thomas the Tank Engine but we’re not
naming names. When the sun came out, it
was time for ice cream before wading home through partially flooded canyons
full of wild orchids – ‘not bad going!
The archived ramblings of Leicestershire and Rutland Walking Group (LRWG)
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Monsal Head, 17 June 2012
Karelle led us on a stereotypical French walk – through a
tunnel and into a field of garlic. But,
leaving such trans-Manche stereotypes aside, returning to Monsal Head was a
welcome treat made even more special by the old railway tunnels being open to
walkers at last. So, we took great
delight in marching through them to shelter from the drizzle while it wore off,
and at least one of us was impersonating Thomas the Tank Engine but we’re not
naming names. When the sun came out, it
was time for ice cream before wading home through partially flooded canyons
full of wild orchids – ‘not bad going!
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