a Saturday in August: out to breakfast
My significant other half suggested a 'mystery' outing today, to include breakfast. I had no idea of our destination until we arrived at Salt Café by the water at Wicor, already busy at an early hour.
Breakfast was great and then Ray proposed a walk along the shore to Portchester Castle. The route there and back, along the Coastal Path, was a total of 3.5 miles, the furthest I have managed for ages. It was strange to reflect that this time last year I could barely walk, was in a lot of pain and using a mobility scooter.
I've never given much credence to miracles. However, being able to walk freely after a hip replacement/my own hard work at prescribed exercises, does seem miraculous.
The weather was hot and we found a pub in Portchester for a pit stop. Luckily, on the return to Wicor, there were seats overlooking the water, plus ice-cream, cold drinks and cookies half way along.
I have put together this collage to remember what, for me, has been a momentous day.
a Saturday in August: out to breakfast
My significant other half suggested a 'mystery' outing today, to include breakfast. I had no idea of our destination until we arrived at Salt Café by the water at Wicor, already busy at an early hour.
Breakfast was great and then Ray proposed a walk along the shore to Portchester Castle. The route there and back, along the Coastal Path, was a total of 3.5 miles, the furthest I have managed for ages. It was strange to reflect that this time last year I could barely walk, was in a lot of pain and using a mobility scooter.
I've never given much credence to miracles. However, being able to walk freely after a hip replacement/my own hard work at prescribed exercises, does seem miraculous.
The weather was hot and we found a pub in Portchester for a pit stop. Luckily, on the return to Wicor, there were seats overlooking the water, plus ice-cream, cold drinks and cookies half way along.
I have put together this collage to remember what, for me, has been a momentous day.