{"id":852,"date":"2015-08-02T18:37:55","date_gmt":"2015-08-02T18:37:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/?p=168"},"modified":"2020-05-12T14:57:31","modified_gmt":"2020-05-12T14:57:31","slug":"flies-on-the-windscreen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/2015\/08\/02\/flies-on-the-windscreen\/","title":{"rendered":"Flies On The Windscreen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Depeche Mode, from the Black Celebration album. Anyway, to business.<\/p>\n<p>I gave myself a bit of a lie in this morning &#8211; I thought, why not? I don&#8217;t have to set off so early &#8211; I have the whole day to walk, and I have plenty of daylight, and, for crying out loud, I&#8217;m on holiday.<\/p>\n<p>The last time I walked this route it was raining, it was November, and it was my birthday. Today it wasn&#8217;t raining, it wasn&#8217;t November, and it wasn&#8217;t my birthday. But the knowledge of the route did stand me in very good stead &#8211; it allowed me to prepare myself for the tough bits (walking back along the main street through Markfield, mainly), and it helped no end with navigation (I didn&#8217;t make any mistakes that led to me walking further than necessary).<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_095334315-2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-172 size-medium alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_095334315-2-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_20150802_095334315 2\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\"><\/a>The Round leaves Newtown Linford to skirt John&#8217;s Lee Wood, and then passes through some open fields before contending with Markfield. After a bit of a stumble along the edge of the A50, there is, luckily, an underpass. An underpass that has been delightfully decorated with the latest in spray-can art. So far, so good. There is a fairly lengthy walk from one side of Markfield to the other, but it gives one the opportunity to pop into the Co-op for supplies if needs be.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_103829013.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-170 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_103829013-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_20150802_103829013\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\"><\/a>It was on leaving Markfield that memories of the last time I walked this way came flooding back. After walking underneath the M1, there is a marvellous view of the open fields, bordered on one side by the motorway. It left me with the thought that while a footpath might be the gentle lemon drizzle on top of a cake, the motorway might be a large knife chopping said cake apart. I know we need roads, we need motorways &#8211; this isn&#8217;t an ecological standpoint as such, but there it is.<\/p>\n<p>I was accompanied on the next section of the walk, down to Thornton reservoir, by a multitude of damselflies, seemingly following my progress up and then down the hill. Beautiful. On leaving Thornton, over the hill, I met a very pleasant elderly gent in a vest. We chatted about what I was up to, and he offered the services of his outside tap to fill up my water bottles. Fantastic.<\/p>\n<p>The walk through the woods was a welcome relief, given the dappled shade screening the worst of what was a fierce sun today (I think I&#8217;ve still burnt my neck though). On passing through Bagworth, I noted that the church had gone. Some further research has taught me that it was demolished in 2013. I noted it&#8217;s absence mainly because it was considered something of a carbuncle &#8211; a prefabricated 1960&#8217;s concrete replacement of the previous church which had collapsed due to mining subsidence.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_162053175_HDR.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-171 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_162053175_HDR-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_20150802_162053175_HDR\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\"><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_122714241.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-173 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/cerisinfield.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/IMG_20150802_122714241-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_20150802_122714241\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\"><\/a>At Nailstone I lunched in the gardens, and considered the return journey. As with most days, the return journey has held not much more interest than the outward. Aside from the fact that I attracted a herd of cows on the way back into Newtown Linford.<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow sees my first foray into the southbound Leicestershire Round &#8211; from Nailstone to Shackerstone, then along the Battlefield Line to Market Bosworth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Depeche Mode, from the Black Celebration album. Anyway, to business. 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