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Sunday, December 23, 2012

Today I decided to branch out and got out the as yet unused map of northwest London that I bought in the summer. It covers an area not known for beauty, including Watford and Harrow. I tick off part of the London LOOP (London Outer Orbital Path) and head to Carpender's Park station with a flask of coffee, a bottle of water and a hopeful expression.

Plus boots, natch.

Half an hour's walk sees me pick up the LOOP (this sounds like a knitting pattern). Walk up a nice path through a field, along a bit and come out by a golf course.




They have got the sprinkler on. The ground is sodden already. Why put the sprinkler on? Better class of water?

I don't play golf, do you take me for the idle rich? I do know it's dangerous to cross a golf course unheralded though. There's a signpost instructing me to follow the white poles but I can't see any. After some thought, start to edge along the outside of the field and after 100 metres come to a white pole. Keep going.

The weather's fab today, it poured yesterday and it's due to pour tomorrow but today's just what I ordered. I wasn't really in the mood for a walk, but given the dodginess of the weather I thought I'd better make the most. There are some good views and the sun is coming out.


Walk along a farm track, turn left into a wood as suggested by the map. It's . . . ahem . . . muddy. But not too muddy.



The map shows the path getting a bit loopy here - the quickest way from A to B is actually along the road but the path meanders about all over. There's a stream and I'm not sure which side of it I should be on. So I wade across the mud over the top of it (it goes through a pipe) three times while I decide.


Marked on the map are both Grim's Ditch and Grims Dyke, and at about this point I cross the ditch somewhere, but without an expert to point it out to me it's hard to recognise it. Anyway, you can read more about it if you want here.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gr
im%27s_Ditch_(Harrow)


Grims Dyke is now a hotel and was the home of William Gilbert (as in Gilbert and Sullivan).

I loved the name of this pub.

It's apparently a corruption of 'Casa Alta' but I like it because I used to read detective stories by Martha Grimes, named after different pubs and one of them had the same name as this pub. I've never seen one with that name before.

Eventually emerge on the road and walk along for 100 metres. I'm keen to see the viewpoint marked on the map and it's very nice though not as spectacular as some.


There's a car park and a group of teenagers wearing 'community payback' fluorescent vests which means they've been bad lads and lasses and have community service orders. They are litter picking, and there's plenty of litter to pick. Litter is a feature almost the whole way along this way, I see more today than in all the other walking I've done since June put together. Pity.

Cross the road and go back into the woods at a signpost.




This bit, Harrow Weald Common, is very nice. Keep walking, am inspected by a large golden retriever who looks more interested in walking with me than with his owner. Emerge on to the road, cross the road and follow a path down the side of Bentley Priory. This was where the RAF was based in WW2. The main building (which I didn't see, except for a glimpse) is 18th century. There's now a nature reserve in the grounds, which is an SSSI (site of special scientific interest) which often means some species of very rare plant or animal has been found there. If that's the case, they aren't saying what.




Walk along a meandering concrete path, admiring the amount of standing water there is. (We've got huge flooding problems in the UK at the moment. If I'd been coming back from Cornwall today, I wouldn't have made it. The railway line is blocked by landslides and flooding.) I've stopped being surprised at seeing water running across paths.

Get to the end of the nature reserve and I'm in the middle of a housing estate, clearly built in the 1930s/40s, full of huge 'mansions' with manicured gardens, and signs up everywhere saying do not do this, do not do that, neighbourhood watch area and so on.

Get to the end of the road, and it's actually a gated estate but they can't block off a public footpath. They do however ensure that builders use the tradesmen's entrance!

Bit naff that, if you ask me.

Walk down the side of Stanmore Common. Do you want to know what a common is? It's not straightforward but my understanding is that it is land that local people were allowed to graze their livestock on before the Norman conquest. More here:
www.naturenet.net/law/co
mmonland.html

Keep going between a hospital and a farm, and come out on a nice gravelly farm track. I'm walking slowly downhill and as I walk, a trickle of water in the track becomes a freshet.


To my left is a ditch that is full of fast-flowing water, but this freshet continues along the track. Walk on a bit past a manure heap and up a track through a gate. It's a good thing you can't smell what I could smell. Phowee!

The 20 metres of track that follow are going down in my personal annals as the worst bit of path I have encountered this year so far.


It's AWFUL. The earth is clay, so it's slippery and sticky. It's a steep slope so every step I take, I'm slipping backwards. I am sinking a good eight inches with every step. It's sloppy with water and sloshing over the tops of my boots. I labour up the slope at a snail's pace.

At the top, fresh hell.

There's a nice grassy hill and a signpost points up it into the middle of nowhere. No visible path, and because I'm looking up a hill, I can't see the lie of the land because the lie of the land is mostly the other side of curve of the hill.

Start walking along a tractor rut. In the distance is what I think is the M25 which shows you what I know because in fact it's the M1. I should have known this. My map says 'Watling Street' in gothic type. Watling Street is the road built by the Romans to move up and down England quickly. This bit of the M1 is more or less built on it.

Still no sign of a path. So there I am in the middle of a grassy field, at the top of a hill, hemmed in by the UK's biggest motorway on one side and a completely impassable quagmire (the one I've just walked up) on the other side. I can't possible walk back the way I came because I just wouldn't be able to keep my footing.

Why DID I come out for a walk today? I could be on a nice clean dry elliptical wossname at the gym, right now.

Walk a bit further, get out map, try to decide where the path is likely to have gone. It has to get under or over the M1. If I am looking at the bit I think I am on, the path must be to my left. Walk to my left. After ten minutes, realise I can see cars buzzing along a side road in the distance.



Oh frabjous day! Shortly after this I get to the path marker, and go under a large concrete bridge.

It's 1.30. Decide I've had enough walking for today. Since it's Sunday, and country buses are likely to be a bit thin on the ground, I head for Elstree and Borehamwood station.

By a coincidence, London Loop goes the same way, round by a lake with boats put away for the winter, and a pub with frankly incredible signage out front:



Words fail me.

I go across a road, then into a nice field full of cabbage. I know it's cabbage by the smell. The colour is quite pretty against the red of the earth which is clay.


The field is clay and muddy.


Very muddy. But well signposted!


Afterwards I estimate it takes me 15 minutes to walk about 300 metres across this field. Skis would have been useful. Or a hovercraft. I keep thinking I'm over the worst and then it gets worse. Clay being sticky, it attaches itself to your boots. You become as one with the earth. It's like stuffing your mouth with marshmallows and then trying to chew.


Beyond the cabbages is a field of horses. They are nice horses; they ignore me.


I get to the final gate. This is it.


Yes, really.

At least I get to rinse my boots.

After this it's just a case of trudging the last mile or two to the station. Avoiding horse buns:

and flooding:


Four and a half hours all told, so I think about nine or ten miles.
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  • LOUISE3518
    CHANTAL............... I READ MARTHA GRIMES TOO.
    super writer.
    you're walks are such an adventure. you are one brave gal.
    love the info i'm learning about.... this wonderful country side you have to explore. thanks for all the trips... all the new things you're exposing me too. I LOVE YOU DETERMINATION.... You are to be congratulated... A LOT.
    Thanks for all the expressions too.
    I've caught up now with the blogs I've missed..... too busy getting ready for birthdays and Christmas.
    I wish you a VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS.
    Going to watch what I put in my mouth... especially since I've not walked that much :) CIAO BELLA...... love your blogs. emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon
    1439 days ago
  • 2ABBYNORMAL
    I, too, enjoy your journeys. And I especially enjoy the websites for information on various areas of importance for us to read upon.
    I would like to know what the temperature is over there.
    It is quite cold here with snow and ice on the ground that feels like a frozen tundra.
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    1439 days ago
  • PHEBESS
    Wow, quite a trek!! I think you need a pedometer, too!
    1439 days ago
  • NELLIEH1
    During WWII my dad was stationed at Cheltenham and worked with the RAF. Enjoy getting down to the real earth of Jolly Old as you describe your walks and add pix. TYhanks
    1439 days ago
  • LTMURPHY7



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  • POPSY190
    You are a real Trojan tackling that terrain after rain. Well done!
    1439 days ago
  • DESERTJULZ
    Although I quite enjoy reading about your walks and seeing those wonderful photos of wet, misty, cold countryside, I do believe I prefer my warm(er) dry walks in Arizona!
    1439 days ago
  • DANAPRIME
    emoticon WOW sounds like quite a trip!
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  • KIPPER15
    Wonderful walk once again. With the added weight of the mud you probably burned more calories! Thanks for taking me along! emoticon
    1439 days ago
  • LINDAK25
    You are far more intrepid than I! I've never lived where there are public walkways. We have parks, city, state and federal. If you walk on someone's property, you're trespassing. Most of the farmers around here have guns, some of the homeowners, too. I think I'll just stick to my neighborhood. We have sidewalks and at the moment not much in the way of mud. It rained last week, but we're in the middle of a drought!
    1439 days ago
  • MICKEYH
    I am so glad this time you did not fall in to the muddy path. (^!^)) emoticon
    1439 days ago
  • CHRISSYM30
    Wow another amazing adventure. This may sound completely stupid but I like that you include historical type facts into your blogs about certain spots you come across. I wish I could do more of that with my own blogs, but theres just not that much history behind anything where I walk. Although, as I walking through historic Fruit Hill, I noticed these plaques on some of the houses that have years on them like 1906 and 1929 and names as well, so I'm guessing they are old houses from when the area was first "founded". Have to look into it further. Kudos to you for being brave enough to traverse all that muddy sticky land. Not sure I'd be as brave lol. Thank you again for another wonderful trip. emoticon
    1439 days ago
  • MARYDSAN
    Wow! What a walk! Thanks for documenting it for us. Last time I was in the UK was 2003-have been in Japan since 2006.
    1439 days ago
  • LAURIETAIT
    Walking 9 or 10 miles through that quagmire is a real accomplishment. After all that hard work I bet you lost 5 pounds, one pound for every pound of muck on your shoes.lol
    1439 days ago
  • REGILIEH
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  • SLIMLEAF
    That looked like a hard and tiring walk.

    But tell me, what WAS the name of that pub? I couldn't read it properly from the photo and after your comments, I'm intrigued!
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  • LIVEDAILY
    I wonder...you must burn off extra calories slogging through mud...it's not like you're walking on dry ground. You have to work harder to get through the mud, keep your balance, etc. That's amazing, you know, nine or ten MILES!!
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  • DOVESEYES
    Wow what you go thru for 'us'. he he hope you booked in for valentines day it may take that long to find the place again.

    Have a lovely christmas, great photos too.
    1439 days ago
  • IAMWINNING
    I always enjoy 'walking' along with you, and enjoying the pictures; but I admit that today I'm thankful I'm dry and mud-free. What a mess you had to contend with. I admire your persistence.

    Have a Merry Christmas!
    1439 days ago
  • RAINBOWMF
    You made me tired thanks for the walk

    Mary
    1439 days ago
  • KAYELENE
    Wow! I've loved walking through the English countryside with you. Thank you for sharing.
    1439 days ago
  • CATLADY52
    I think that you definitely could have used a HoverCraft to get through some of those muddied spots. But it was a good walk. Enjoy the time off for Christmas. emoticon
    1440 days ago
  • SENIMMO
    I'm betting walking in that sticky mud burns extra calories too! Yay for you.
    1440 days ago
  • TREE57
    I love your journals. I always feel like I am right there with you. The mud looks wonderful. I live in North Central Texas and the dirt is orange sand...it doesn't make for nice looking mud, matter of fact, I don't think I've seen mud since I've lived here. Thanks for reminding me what it looks like. I'm originally from Missouri and the dirt there is beautiful, rich black dirt and makes the best mud. I absolutely love the fragrance the earth sends forth after a good hearty rain.

    Rest now until your next adventure! emoticon
    1440 days ago
  • EVER-HOPEFUL
    re the pub signs make you wonder if they are out early for the bookings or are from this year and they havenīt bothered to change it lol.?which one would you go for? emoticon for sharing love.merry christmas
    1440 days ago
  • MARITIMER3
    My goodness - what a wet walk! You deserve a lot of credit for continuing on. I hope the weather dries up a bit for you... of course there is snow and ice here, which isn't much more pleasant!
    1440 days ago
  • LIS193
    Quite a soggy walk... you have well and truly christened your new boots!
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  • COCK-ROBIN
    Great pictures!
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  • MARYJEANSL
    The UK definitely needs to average its weather with that of south Texas, which is in a constant state of severe drought. It'd be nice to see (not, however, to walk in) some mud. If I didn't get to see your pictures periodically, I might forget what it looks like.

    I hope you got your nice boots cleaned and dried out. Thanks for the great pictures!
    1440 days ago
  • TROLLOPIAN
    What a great blog entry! I love all the pictures. And I like the range from funky to scrumptious!

    Happy Holidays!
    1440 days ago
  • STONECOT
    I'm not sorry to have missed that one! I think I'll do an exercise video instead!
    1440 days ago
  • ALDEBARANIAN
    Wow. What an Odyssey! Give my best to Lord Peter, or Commander Gideon and Lem if you happen upon them.
    1440 days ago
  • DALID414
    Wow!! You are SO brave to be out in such terrain!
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  • KNYAGENYA
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  • BLUE42DOWN
    Very muddy! Ever think maybe getting the boots has contributed to the quantity of mud? emoticon emoticon emoticon
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  • JOHNMARTINMILES
    YET ANOTHER WALKING ADVENTURE ABOUT THE British countryside.

    MAKE TODAY A GREAT DAY!
    1440 days ago
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