A visit to east Hampshire and the opportunity to walk parts of the walk we have not done so far.
However mistake made as we have walked from Cocking to Buriton before. This was only evident when we arrived in Buriton to walk from west to east and recognised the village. Shaz found a photograph of me at the pond from September 2020.
As we arrived the church bells were ringing. A lovely sound:
And the church:
Built about 1200
When we did find the correct track it was well work the effort.
Saturday walking eastwards was harder. More hilly especially going to Butser Hill but great views. The flint paths are tough on the feet and the blisters returned.
A hard day that started in the rain and was due to be 22 km but became about 30km.
We missed the correct turn at St Cuthbet’s cave which lead to a few extra k and then the accommodation was a bit further away from the path than expected.
So tired feet and bigger blisters.
Definitely a stretch to see great mushrooms.
The early stretch inland was not so good but as we moved back to the coast after Fenwich things looked up. But trouble sourcing food was an issue. A late coffee and cake at Goswick golf club.
We arrived late at the b n b but the beer and sausage sandwich worked well.
Not really Hiroshima but the ‘Bullet Train’ works very well ll over. And the drivers wear proper train driver hats!
An unplanned event was a visit to the baseball. Clearly a big sport in Japan and a great family event on the Friday night.
There were a few north Americans playing. I quite quickly reacquainted myself with the rules and appreciated the skills.
As with the US they like to make a little entertainment in the 7th innings.
I am now a ‘Carps’ fan and have the cap to prove it.
Of course we visited the peace memorial and had a guide to help. It was a stimulating experience, with an explanation of the events and then a visit to the museum to explain and recount events and experiences of the local population.
An historic image of a standing building. Plus a lovely meal.
Blogging after date but that is the way it goes sometimes.
We arrived in Japan from NZ and Melbourne after following the advice of Lei much to the annoyance and frustration of IQ.
First stop Kyoto after landing at Narita and making our way to central Tokyo to pick up the bullet train.
We arrived at the accommodation late in the evening after a taxi ride with a very patient man. He was very tolerant of us. The property owner was vert welcoming- really a theme for the week.
We managed to navigate the metro- overground and underground – eventually. Different lines and different companies! But with the use of electronic card on out wallet- all became easier. I did like the fact the drivers and station staff all wear proper uniforms and caps!
We enjoyed the food tour to the market as well as the trip to the gardens. We had great experience with the food we ate. The sushi on conveyor belt which we struggled to work out how the system worked. As with so may places in Japan the ordering was via a screen. As means of needing less staff I think. It was the delivery that was difficult for us- which dish belonged to us?? The first place we found in the evening- by accident- as the original venue was closed to sit -ins- was great. All Japanese customers and such simple but beautiful food.
There are so many temples in Kyoto- it does seem unnecessary to just concentrate on the best well-known. We were happy to see a few different sites and walk around for a few kms.
Then the owners of our accommodation were kind enough to drive us to the station to catch the train to Hiroshima.
