A much better nights sleep, something to do with the air bed staying up!! It was also sunny when we woke up which meant we wouldn’t be taking a wet tent home with us.
Mal cooked breakfast again and then we walked a long way over Stelling Minnis common and chatted to a lot of dog walkers who were all complaining about the state of the “public footpaths”.
Back to the farm and we packed everything into the car and headed home. We just arrived home when Heather who I work with on Mondays said she was at Wingham Wildlife, so I told her to call in and have a cuppa. She was with Colin, her husband and their grandson Fabian who was staying with them, so we had a nice afternoon with them in the garden. That was a nice surprise.
Mal then composed his email to the Stelling footpath warden………………………….
“Hi Martin
We’ve just had the misfortune to have followed the public footpath sign for the HE19 on the right off the Bossingham Road, from Stelling to Bossingham. We’ve never been to Stelling Minnis before despite living in Preston outside Canterbury. We took our large Golden Retriever (30kg) for a walk, essential to keep us pensioners in shape, but didn’t expect to find a route worthy of a Royal Marines assault course. We lifted our dog over the first stile and the noise of cracking joints and squeeling dog must have been heard for miles, at least it was heard by the owners of the dog kennels who greeted us with a cheery ‘clear up after your dog!’ and a warning that there were two more stiles to get over. We carried on, believing it would be worth it but it wasn’t. The path eventually descended into a jungle so we gave up. I suggest you pull the sign down until there are actually footpaths to walk. Perhaps next time I’ll tell you about out adventures with a grazing horse and a ‘cheery’ farmer on the HE 11/2.
Regards
Malcolm Channing”
I wonder if he will reply.
Thought for the Day – “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist.” ~ Oscar Wilde