Day 17 of the #GrandWalkOut was the wettest so far with rain all day. Fortunately we were only due to do a short walk from Bridge 126 to bridge 135 at Tring Station.
Generously, Bob did that bring more waterproof than me. That meant I had time for adventures like the one with the parking machine at the Tring Reservoirs car park. Not to be repeated I hope.
After a wet walk to lock 40 and a wonderful sighting of a heron actually standing in the lock, I drove onto Tring. I was somewhat surprised to find Tring in Hertfordshire. I found a parking place near Bridge 135 in Beggars Lane. It’s probably an old name but it had too much of a contemporary feel for my liking.
We came back to our glamp for lunch and a rest out of the wet weather. About tea-time the sun came out.
So much of what we humans do suffers when the weather patterns change injecting more unpredictability into the cycle of sun and rain. Even if we like dry weather for outdoor activities we cannot live with it all of the time in what is supposed to be a temperate climate. As one of the baptised, there’s more to it. I need to Live Wet: as if fresh from the waters of baptism.
From my remembered bible: a lot of water cannot stop love.
May I live wet!
From a Friend of Scholastica and a Member of the Lay Community of St Benedict.
Janet Lees, Tring, 11.05.2022