Donations

Please support us by donating to our cause here. Thankyou!

Monday, 30 April 2012

First taste of the South Downs


Day 3 (Sunday).
Down to business. At last Michele and Jackie get their first taste of the South Downs. On the agenda today: 38 km along the first section of the trail from Queen Elizabeth Country Park to Amberley. Given that we had only done a maximum of 25 km up till now, this was going to be quite a test. We started at 8 am. The rain, which had been falling earlier in the morning, finally stopped and Michele’s rain dances throughout the walk helped keep it at bay! (A missed photo opportunity, if ever there was one!). Our two warm up walks had stretched our legs and now we were feeling fit and strong ...
and able to really start putting the pace on. Armed with our walking poles we made good progress, reaching the first checkpoint in under 2 hours. We stopped for lunch just before the second checkpoint and then stopped again at the third checkpoint to drink tea and eat delicious cakes at the farm shop in Cocking. The farmer told us only 11 miles to go to Amberley. Which seemed nothing. It meant we were more than half way, but in reality it seemed so much further and was definitely the hardest half of the walk.

Paula trailed behind us tweeting and texting to the world. 

Michele marvelled at ever more trees and Jackie complained about her knee! Philippe put up with us all magnificently, as we walked over hills, through woods and across fields of flowering rape! 

We were encouraged on our way by the mating calls of hundreds of pheasants and the first cuckoo of the year.
Finally we were in the final straight around 5 pm and with one last push up Bignor Hill, 

it was all downhill from there. Unusually, our walk through this part deserted Sussex countryside was accompanied by deafeningly loud music, apparently from a rave party going on in a copse close by! We arrived in Amberley at 6pm – completing this section in 10 hours, which is pretty much bang on target!
Jim, Paula’s husband, and half of our support team was waiting to ferry us back to Godalming. Thank you Jim! To say we were tired at the end would be an understatement! But at least we have all managed to complete the distance. Onwards and upwards (although not too many upwards bits) with the training!

What is it with Surrey?


Day 2 Saturday.
What is it with Surrey? After the Devil’s Punchbowl, we started this walk at the Devil’s Jumps!
Despite the worrying place names, the walk proved to be full of stunning scenery, picturesque villages and former water mills. Paula calls this walk ‘the Real Estate’ tour! Whatever the label, it’s clearly fifteen kilometres of English countryside at its best!
We were joined on the walk by Jackie’s friend Claire, who will be joining Michele and Jackie for a week of intensive training in France in June.
During the walk, we tried to put into practice everything that we learnt from our walking coach about Afghan walking. Jackie had still not got the hang of it, as this photo shows:


She is trying to swing her hips, look up and bend her knees, all at the same time. Keep trying, Jackie!
Michele, still chasing trees, spotted this fascinating specimen, which had absorbed a fence as it grew. 
We were all exhausted after walking up a particularly steep hill...  but we managed to follow instructions and stretch our weary bones ready for tomorrows onslaught ... 

26 miles of the South Downs Way! 

Easter Weekend - return match in Surrey and the South Downs


After the first full team weekend in France, it was the turn of the French half of the team to visit their English teammates over Easter.
Michele and Jackie (accompanied by Philippe, Michele’s husband) dutifully rendezvoused in Godalming for 2 days of warm up walks around the Surrey countryside and our first test walk across the South Downs.
Day 1 (Friday) was a spectacular tour of the Devils Punchbowl and its surrounding countryside, the highlights being Gnome Cottage ...
 
wild ponies ...
             
and a James Bond film set!
Michele very quickly revealed her hitherto unknown love of trees, which required us to stop every five minutes to take a photo of the latest arboreal wonder…

Sally kept us entertained with her encyclopaedic knowledge of the area, and regaled us with a story of dastardly deeds in the graveyard of Thursley. To top it off the weather was fantastically warm.