This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.
No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.
1 John 4: 9-12
Our New Home
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| From our back lawn we gaze at a spacious sky in its various moods. |
The Great Outdoors
Memories of England's Coast-to-Coast Walk Thursday 21st July 2005
It was a very embarrasing morning for me, emerging from our tent pitched on the village green - Danby Wiske's camping site. And only 10 metres away were mothers and children at the bus stop waiting for the school bus!
Here is hubby's daily diary.....
We woke late after sleeping on the village green, and watched mothers put their children on the school bus. Denise was very embarrassed to find that we were waking up after a night of camping, in what now had become a village public place!!
Then we set off for another
flat walk, but we were tired and didn’t
cover the distance too
quickly. We walked through farmland with fields
of wheat and oats. So long as at
least one pedestrian walks through a
farm once a year, farmers in England
Again it was good to see the full circle of sky, although it was overcast most of the time. We made several long breaks – one of these breaks was for breakfast (porridge and tea) which we cooked after crossing a paddock with hundreds of chickens which following us until we climbed over the style which they couldn’t get over! However, one stray chicken joined us for breakfast.
We strolled into Ingleby
Cross at about 4.30 p.m. and set up camp at the back of the Blue Bell
Hotel. Denise and I enjoyed sitting outside
behind the pub, at wooden tables, drinking shandies and Jonathan had a
lemonade. Then for showers and washing
some clothes. We sat chatting to a man
and his son from Germany who
were also hiking/camping across England
Cricketers arrived on the well-kept green next door, and as the sun began to shine at 6.30 p.m., they commenced a 20-over match. The players were good, but the ball was lost several times in the bushes or in the beck. We all sat talking and watching cricket until 9.00 p.m. It started to turn cold, so we finally went to bed. Cricket stopped soon after that.
Cricket and a beer outside an English pub. That is the life!
It was a very embarrasing morning for me, emerging from our tent pitched on the village green - Danby Wiske's camping site. And only 10 metres away were mothers and children at the bus stop waiting for the school bus!
Here is hubby's daily diary.....
Day 13 Danby Wiske – Ingleby
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| The village green, Danby Wiske |
We woke late after sleeping on the village green, and watched mothers put their children on the school bus. Denise was very embarrassed to find that we were waking up after a night of camping, in what now had become a village public place!!
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| Walking along the pedestrian "right of way" in a farmer's wheat field |
We followed a narrow track
through this wheat field, grateful
for the unique opportunity to travel
through farms.
Again it was good to see the full circle of sky, although it was overcast most of the time. We made several long breaks – one of these breaks was for breakfast (porridge and tea) which we cooked after crossing a paddock with hundreds of chickens which following us until we climbed over the style which they couldn’t get over! However, one stray chicken joined us for breakfast.
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| Passing through a free-range chicken farm on the pedestrian "right of way". |
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| A stray chicken joins us for breakfast |
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| Thanks Jonathan (again!!) Jonathan carries Denise's bag on his front and his bag on his back for the last 2 miles |
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| Cricket was played adjacent to our camping spot |
Cricketers arrived on the well-kept green next door, and as the sun began to shine at 6.30 p.m., they commenced a 20-over match. The players were good, but the ball was lost several times in the bushes or in the beck. We all sat talking and watching cricket until 9.00 p.m. It started to turn cold, so we finally went to bed. Cricket stopped soon after that.
Cricket and a beer outside an English pub. That is the life!
