Homeland Again: Old Barges Seldom Die.

Spent quite a portion of time watching the 'pics; so I didn't get out much this week.
However I did manage to pay a visit to my old stamping ground Cam, near Dursley, last Friday ( 3/ 8 ).
D. and I walked up the lane near where  we had lived and came eventually to Cam Woodfield Junior School; where I taught from 1970 - 1974,  at the onset of my teaching career.

I always reckoned the playing field (see pic. above); upon which I taught football, rounders and cricket, built up my immunity from the cold. As you may have guessed  from the  tree shapes, the wind really whistled across here.

Walking back down the lane, I took in the view and realised how high we were.

One could easily see the Severn plain stretching out into the distance.

It's the old story, places near to your place of residence, never get the attention they merit.
By any standards these views were the equal of many of our Cotswold rambles.

After walking back to the car; before driving onwards, I walked around the corner, in order to take a shot of the Berkeley Arms pub, decked out in an impressive array of flags to celebrate the Olympic Games.

Well done Sir,  10/10 for enterprise.

Our next point of call took us to one of our favourite walking spots; namely  the village of Purton, near Berkeley.

Purton has the Gloucester to Sharpness Canal, running a few hundred yards before the River Severn.
The Canal Towpath provides an excellent walking opportunity.

The Narrow Boat pictured belongs to "The Willow Trust, " a charity that provides boat-trips for the disabled.
Read more about it here:  Willow.

Just past this point, one can view the River Severn and bank.

You will notice that the Severn was at low-tide, with a very large expanse of sand-banks.

In previous times D.and I would walk down  this river bank looking for blackberries in the hedges and also to visit the rotting hulls of  old Severn Barges.

Imagine our surprise, when on Friday we found a memorial to these maritime wonders.

This post had the names of the fallen vessels and this information board told the story.

Find out more here: Boat Graveyard.

The whole area has now been fenced off and I am glad that these hulks have been given this attention and care.
Not like the following picture, which I took on the eleventh of August 2006.

As you can see you were free to roam where you wished.


Bumped into the ' Major ' the other day who said he was enjoying the 'pics. He reckoned that so long as we sat down, we were good for medals. he may have a point there.

He also reported that his man Baxter was feeling  even more miserable now that he had found out the meaning of Glasgow; namely ' a beloved green space. ' This, in his mind seemed to favour the green bands of Celtic and not the blue of  his team Rangers. Oh dear.

His Gardener; 'Moldy ' Muldoon reckons that the greatest legacy of the Olympics may be the park itself. Apart from the massive cleaning up exercise, no less than 6,200 trees, 9,500 shrubs, 63,000 bulbs 250,000 wetland plants and over 750,000 grasses and ferns have been added to the site; transforming a toxic mess into a pleasurable environment. A worthy shout indeed.


So enjoy the week ahead and let's hope for a few more golden moments.




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