Mud, mud, glorious mud

The latest long(ish) walk was Shiplake to Henley-on-Thames. 11 miles and plenty of mud. Some of the paths and fields had turned into mini rivers and lakes, so we had fun balancing on logs, grabbing on to trees and squeezing through barbed wire fences to try and avoid having to walk through water...

 Balancing act...

 Sure there should be a path here somewhere...

Squeezing through...

The buzzards obviously didn't think we'd make it!

I seem to have stalled a little on the Capital Ring lately, mainly because the weather has been so nasty. February's been a quieter month with only 77 miles so far, but that's fine... plenty of time to catch up in March!