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  • 667. Shapes, Structures, and Vistas

    Walking the South West Coast Path involves the eyes. In paying attention to the world around me, I notice the shapes, structures, and vistas of tangible objects. Along with color,… Read more

  • 666. Bumps, Bruises, and Blood

    Almost everybody will share in bumps, bruises, and even blood when they walk. I question some folks decision to walk parts of the South West Coast Path. Yesterday, hiking up… Read more

  • 665. Benches

    My ultimate destination is Poole, the end of the 630-mile South West Coast Path. My penultimate destinations vary from night to night; however, as you know, I never aim for… Read more

  • 664. Kindness Gone Awry

    Another sunny day to walk. Temperatures in the high 50’s or lower 60’s. A perfect day. My day begins as I chat with an older English couple taking their morning… Read more

  • 663. I’ve Never Had Pork Cheek

    I’m the first one to the hotel restaurant at 6PM. I’ve had another one of those days of walking 10+ miles and an elevation ascent of 2500 feet. Since I… Read more

  • 662. When the Path Isn’t a Path

    Since I’m walking, I’m not paddling or canoeing. I’m not paddling down the Flint River here in Georgia; I’m not canoeing down the Mississippi. Yet, I have my encounters with… Read more

  • 661. Street Art

    I’ve seen street art in two places, Plymouth and Exmouth. While there is probably street art in other towns, I’ve missed it. A popular area of Plymouth is the Barbican.… Read more

  • 660. A Walker and a Couple Share Memories

    I am worn down. My muscles ache from walking 10-13 miles with ascents and descents of over 2500 feet; the bottoms of my feet are bruised from walking on too… Read more

  • 659. Terror, Panic, and Despair

    Those words aren’t about my experience; but about others’ experiences near the South West Coast Path. More particularly, individuals experience those feelings on October 27, 1916, January 26, 1917, and… Read more

  • 658. Did I Walk into Another World?

    Last fall, while traveling to my starting point at Minehead for the South West Coast Path, I traveled by bus through Glastonbury. I glimpse individuals living a different way of… Read more

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