I tried to go up the Wrekin today. So did an awful lot of other people. I’ve never seen so many cars at the bottom – I was almost parked in Little Wenlock.
As soon as I started my ascent, I realised it was really rather slippery. Lots of people were sliding all over the place – including one poor lady who ended up sitting down with the sort of bump that brings tears to your eyes. I think it was the sheer number of people going up and the fact that it’s been so cold. It was ice and compacted snow really.
I got to just before the ‘cafe’ (and this makes more sense if you know quite how steep it is at that particular bit) but it was so slippery I could hardly stand upright. The higher I slithered, the less enjoyable it got as the thought “don’t forget you’ve got to come back down again” got louder and louder inside my head. Not particularly appealing when you’ve got over £1,000 of camera gear attached to your back. I’ve never been that good on the slidey stuff. (I was always the sort of person who would fall over on the way to school in the winter and inadvertently flash her nether regions to all and sundry.) If I had walking sticks (or a sledge) I’d have risked it, but I haven’t, so I didn’t.
I decided to go right around the Wrekin instead – which, as it turned out, was just as slippery in places, but nowhere near as much up and downing, so not as lethal! There was still enough undulations to make my right knee painful though – despite wearing supports on both knees. This was rather annoying and something that hasn’t happened since April last year. (It’s something that I used to get a lot, so I hope it hasn’t flared up again – hopefully it was just my extra-braced ‘carefully-carefully’ gait on the down bits that caused it.)
I took quite a few rubbish pictures of the more snowy places which I have been unable to do anything with due to my PC being on it’s last legs and the mouse being totally unresponsive (and my lack of capability to take a good photo into the sun in the first place). So, today I present you with a find I stumbled on when I was about 90% of my journey round. One of those lovely, utterly useless and completely pointless stiles! (Presumably it did have a use once upon a time.)
They always tickle me when I see them.
I got back home safely and had a nice cuppa and sat with a hot water bottle on my knee while finishing off a book, and fortunately it seems to have settled back down again now.
*crosses fingers and toes*
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