Easter Monday, a beautiful, sunny, spring-like day. Pops says, ‘Let’s go for a walk. Nothing too far.’
10 miles and about 3 hours later we made it home.
An ‘Urban Walk’. Apparently that’s all the rage these days, but, handily, since the bustling metropolis we hiked around was only Carlisle, there were still fields and streams, mountains and trees, and sheep, to brighten our view.
Here’s the route, drawn in red by my wobbly mouse in Paint. So high-tech.
In summary: walking.