Walking the River Thames

So, the launch of this blog has been met with a shower of praise, none more so than from the person who summed it up nicely by saying, “It’s a bit dull, isn’t it?” OK, that person was me, and who am I to argue with myself? So, in an effort to spice things up, this week’s blog seriously dices with death. Multiple deaths in fact, through various deathly means. Because last Sunday, on what turned out to be a particularly cold, grey and horribly windy day, I set off to hike Brit

A week after my first walk, I was out again. It was a grey day, like almost every day since this interminable winter began. The light seemed pretty good for photography though, with no harsh overhead sun. My vague plan was to walk as far as Erith. When I walked this section with Jo back in summer 2010, the weather was baking hot. The fairly lengthy detour around the River Darent and Dartford Marshes was hard work given we had no water with us and there was zero shade along th

Back in 2004, my good friend Jo and I went for a walk along the Thames, from Woolwich to Canary Wharf. It was a cold, grey Sunday in January. I loved it, and I probably have more memories of that day than most of the parties I went to back then. Over the next ten years, Jo and I walked upstream as far as Hampton Court, and downstream as far as the fascinating Hoo Peninsula in the Thames Estuary. I took a lot of not very good photos along the way. Sometime around 2016, I carri