Hiking this year has been marred by bad weather and a distinct lack of enthusiasm (probably related to said bad weather). Our recent trip to Troutbeck, near Windermere, involved an easy walk of a couple of miles, but the kids had to be cajoled and coaxed at every turn. Creating new story lines for Dr Who proved to be a popular diversion for a time, but the mood really improved when we came to some water. Pooh-sticks and paddling fended off episodes of the grumps and we made it to the end of the walk in a mostly cheerful state. Fingers crossed for sunshine and enthusiasm next time.
Ha I remember walks with the parents when I was a kid. My feet got sore real quick and I'd moan and groan a lot. Just a few years on and I love a walk in nature so much that I well up along Morecambe promenade!
ReplyDeleteMy parents used to make me do it too - I think I'm turning into my parents :)
ReplyDeleteI think we all do! Check out 'This be the Verse' by Philip Larkin; we can't help but be changed by our parents.
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