On dung

Another three miles towards the great Highland Fling adventure completed today. I went along the river Kent for a change. It's quite wide here, and tranquil, with overhanging branches that are just begging to be occupied by kingfishers - but aren't. It's all a bit low lying and we've had a lot of rain , making it more than a bit muddy. So much so that if I'd have stood still for too long when I got home I reckon my feet would have been quickly colonised by dung beetles. Nonetheless, it was a gorgeous run in warm sunshine. I'm working in London next week, so I'll be pavement pounding and choking on traffic fumes. Ah well, I'll have the memory of this one to sustain me.

Smiley rating 8.5/10