I mentioned in my post on the Bronte walk on Wednesday that we covered 12 miles last Saturday. Sam and I are a couple who loves a good long walk. 12 miles doesn’t even feel daunting anymore. When we lived down South in London we covered the Green Chain walk and part of the North Downs Way. Now that we are up in Yorkshire we have so many new walks to discover through the moors and the Dales.
It’s like pulling teeth to get me to run (remind me why I’m doing the Great North Run again?) but I’m always game for a long walk through the countryside. Especially if you bring a backpack loaded with sandwiches and drinks and a book or two for a restful read out in the middle of nowhere.
Growing up, though we lived rurally, I always considered myself a city girl; now, less so. I consider myself a countryside person who needs a city in close proximity. I like the isolation and the quiet and the fresh air, but I also want someplace bustling to pop into for a great cup of coffee, a trip to the theatre, or an afternoon of shopping.
Something about the fresh air just clears away the cobwebs (or more accurately, anxieties) in my mind and leaves me feeling refreshed. After our big hike around the moors of West Yorkshire I slept like a baby and woke up feeling uncannily refreshed.
A long walk is one of those simple pleasures in life that I wish we all had more time to indulge in.
“Some old-fashioned things like fresh air and sunshine are hard to beat. In our mad rush for progress and modern improvements let’s be sure we take along with us all the old-fashioned things worth while.” – Laura Ingalls Wilder
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What’s your greatest simple pleasure?