Day 4 East Ilseley to Streatley
A shorter walk today for which I'm so grateful as my toes are getting very sore. Ed drove us the first couple of miles back to the path. Very murky again, but if it had been hot and sunny the heat and brightness reflecting off the chalk would have been deeply unpleasant. It's a part of the world famous for its racing stables and we saw a horse exercising on the gallops. It's a landscape you can't see from any road and it felt like a great privilege to able to walk through it.
Most of the snails had gone today and the few slugs I saw were facing the opposite way. Maybe thats an omen? However what was new today were the lapwings and their haunting cry. And some drama - a buzzard being mobbed by crows as well as the inevitable Red Kites circling ominously. Don't know why I find kites so sinister.
Lovely to be back in Streatley where we stopped last year on the Thames Path and celebrated reaching the halfway point of our journey. Strangely we are half way through our Ridgeway journey too.
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