Miles travelled since last update: 118 (4½ of them today)
Miles travelled so far: 552 (2216 from Bag End)
Miles still to go: 26
Percentage complete: 96%
Point reached on journey:Still riding with the Rohirrim, we have reached the east edge of the Grey Wood. Beyond lies the Great West Road leading toward the city. We must ride quickly!
Where I really went...
I haven't done this 4.5 mile walk for a long time but I needed a photo for this week's prompt for the photographic alphabet challenge. The theme was Xenophobia and it took me quite a long time to think of anything at all for the subject. Photographing abstract nouns is never easy at the best of times, but in a place like the little town where I live, there are no immigrants (other than the English) and there's not even any local anti-English graffiti because no one wants to upset the tourists who provide a large proportion of the area's income.
And then I had a brilliant idea. I remembered this sign. The Snowdonia National Park wage a constant war against the invasive and foreign rhododendrons, but would the sign still be there?
The first plant I noticed was definitely a native. Here is a wall pennywort just coming in to flower. Apparently they're edible. I didn't know that until I googled today to check it's identity.
Continuing up the narrow lane, there were beautiful views looking north. From this viewpoint, there is no sign that a deep valley and wide meandering river lie between this hill and the ones in the distance.
Not yet at the rhododendron control area, but here is Cadair Idris looking particularly splendid in the sunshine and, unusually, no cloud, not even on the summit.
The rhododendron sign was long gone, but one of the little blighters had survived the massacre and was cheekily blooming out in the boggy area. This was perfect for the theme! Fortunately it hasn't been too wet recently so I got to it without sinking into the bog.
Theme photo safely secured, I continued on round the circular route, past the dark silent conifer woods and then down to rejoin the slightly large lane leading back into town where these cheerful yellow Welsh poppies were in full bloom.