16/09/12 - Waterworks

Distance - 6 Miles
Geocaches - 5 and 1 TB
Walk Inspiration - Spring 12 Country Walking Magazine


Today's blog is not titled after the emotions of dropping your first born off at University but from where we started today's walk from.  But we can't move on until we discuss yesterday and the wily wicked ways of womanhood.

So after a Friday night of jawdropping musical prowess courtesy of Wet Desert, Ellie decided to embark on Student Life with a four glass of rose inspired hangover.  She slept in the back of the car that was loaded to rafters, whilst Sonia and myself played iSpy on the M6 for all the other students migrating north.

After getting into her flat and arranging the soft furnishings, we had a short walk into Manchester for a slap up dinner at my favourtite Manchester Eatery.  On the way home, I was asked again to dip into my pocket to do the weekly shop of all the essentials that we hadn't packed.

Finally, on getting back to the flat, Sonia asked for another tenner for those things additional things that were still outstanding.  Bank of dad coughed up whilst watching the albion score get steadily worse.  Within 2 minutes of popping to the loo, Sonia announced that she had lost this tenner.  I didn't react and let them hunt for 20 minutes to be eventually told that it had re-appeared in her back pocket.  After the 3rd round of shopping and introductions to Ellie's new flat mates we left them to it and made our way home.

The evening phone call catch up prompted wails of hilarity.  I had been misled about the errant tenner.  Turns out once we had gone, the money had floated back up into the toilet bowl, and like any good student, Ellie was drying it out with a hair dryer to take with her to freshers night.

The ever more ingenious ways that these women fleece me.

Today's walk, although local, represented new walking areas for us.  We parked up at the cafe by the pump house in the Barbourne area of Worcester - more of which later.

First part of the walk is straightforward and we head north along the eastern side of the River Severn.  First cache of the day is found and Sonia larks around on a rickety bridge.

Rusty

We can see a pub but are cruely separated by the river.  Not sure which one it was, but I think it was the Camp Inn.

Camp Inn?  Lurking in the Bushes

All very pleasant walking.  Highlight is when we get to the Bevere Island and Weir.  This is a nice spot, with evidence of impromptu barbecues and beer drinking.

Bevere Weir

We enter a field of thirsty bulls.  These are very docile but I did suggest that Sonia skirts around the edges.

Just add Cowboys.  And Indians.

Who's that in the distance?

I was distracting them by getting closer to take one of the Daddy.

Ray Winstone Bull

Up through the lanes of Bevere and over the roads into Claines.  Talk Sonia out of scrumping runner beans.  I knew about Claines Church, but there is a surprising hidden gem of a pub that lurks behind.  I had no idea this was there but will be popping in next time we come back from Worcester.

Religion and Beer

Cache 2 of the day is behind the pub.  A walk across fields towards Perdiswell.  There are a number of caches between the football pitches and golf course.  We can't find number there as there is a game on.  A fat Marilyn Manson lookalike goalie fumbles a cross for a poor goal, just as we reach GZ.  Find a couple more on the route back into Northwick.  I'll come back for the rest when the areas are not so busy.

A walk down the streets, seeing the old Kays Building where I worked and haven't been to for 20 years and back to the Cafe.  Is there a better place to end a walk that an eco cafe with cheap sandwiches and a teapot that holds four cups worth?

Happy Sonia