Readers, Welcome to my blog (formerly Birds, Blooms, Books, etc). I'm entering a new decade - my 70th and taking on the challenge of moving from Maryland after living there 46 years and learning about my new home here in New England in the Live Free or Die state - New Hampshire. Join me as a write this new chapter of my life.

Friday, May 29, 2020

From the Files

I was reminded on Wednesday of a vacation Dan and I took in 2014 as I was walking around Lake Kittamaqundi here in Columbia.  It was Senior Fitness Day and our Fitness director had organized social distant activities for us one of which was the walk.

In 2014 Dan and I did a walking vacation through the Cotswolds in England.  Our luggage was transported from inn to inn and we walked.  We averaged 8-10 miles a day, stopping along the way to visit towns, churches, and pubs.  We had marvelous weather - no rain.  

I have written about this trip many times. Just go to the label "Cotswolds" in the sidebar and you'll come up with some of those posts.  Here's the first one that described our first walking day.

But in remembering the trip let me post some random photos here today.



















It's good to have memories during this time of no travel.

5 comments:

Tom said...

...and an archive sure helps!

Anvilcloud said...

What a great idea for a trip.

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Marcia, when I first read that you walked 8-10 miles a day it seemed like a tough task, but then I saw the scenery and those wonderful buildings and the pub and it seemed like such a fun adventure. And, your luggage was waiting at the places you stayed, how nice. Looks like the weather was cooperative too at least in the post photos.

Margaret Birding For Pleasure said...

That was a lovely part of the countryside you walked through and fortunately had time to take these lovely photographs. Thanks for sharing them MArcia. Thanks for all your comments, stay safe and have a great week ahead.

BethB from Indiana said...

What a great trip and wonderful pictures. I have spent time in the Cotswolds, too, but never so close up and personal as you did.