This was the listing.
And this was our route...
..a figure of eight starting and finishing along the River Gipping and ascending the (ahem) dizzy heights of Creeting Hills.
Here are a few photos. Alas. My phone was misbehaving so some of the photos I thought I had taken disappeared. Never mind.
I sheltered in my car before the start...
...and then looked out to see everyone had disappeared! Oh no! I hadn't missed the start had I? But no. They were sheltering under a tree.
Here is Carole giving us our briefing about the walk. We were heading north-west today - the previous ramblers walk I'd been on went the other way, but I had done a fair bit of today's walk last year, as you can see here, coincidentally, also a bit of a wet walk - but not as wet as today's!
And off we went!
I like that there is a Cattle tunnel under the railway.
Ron drew our attention to this... the origin of modern football, perhaps?
It was still raining. Carole asked if we wanted to cut the walk short and head on back from here. What? No chance!
We crossed the A14.... on a bridge. I don't think I would fancy my chances crossing the carriageway underneath!
And followed the sign to Creeting Hills!
Hmm. This is where some of my attempted photos went missing. Here, we are on our way back.
Thank-you Carole for a lovely walk. And, good news, my waterproof top did the job leaving my head, arms and T-shirt perfectly dry.
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