I took a train to Winchester yesterday. Well, 2 trains actually. It was my first use of public transport since March. The first one was on a local line into Southampton Central, on which I had a carriage to myself. The second was very different. This was on the mainline to London Waterloo, and consequently very busy indeed. I stood near the doors and away from the masses. It was only a 15 minute ride, but I was glad to get out at Winchester.
The plan was to walk home, mainly along the Itchen Way, following……….the River Itchen.
The Itchen Way is a 31 mile long path from it’s source near Cheriton, to Woolston, Southampton where it flows into Southampton Water. I was covering the second half of the trail.
First up was the touristy bits in Winchester.
Winchester Cathedral with a war memorial to the right
King Alfred
And so onto the Itchen Way. There were a lot of people about, which is to be expected while basically still in Winchester, but a nice stroll on a lovely day.
Moving away from the city the path becomes more rural, but that didn’t mean there was a reduction in the footfall. It was still very busy, and the narrowness of the path didn’t help with distancing. Progress was slow at times with having to step aside to allow large groups to pass.
There were some lovely houses and cottages along the riverbank on this section of the walk. By the time the owner had finished mowing this lawn it would be time to start again.
I think this swan was following me. It’s the same one from the previous photo…….a testament to my slow progress.
I sat and had a snack rest just above the weir with my bare feet dangling in the water…….bliss. However, I didn’t stay long as there was a group of about ten young lads turned up and started jumping in and out of the river only about 50 yards downstream. They come here, all happy and enjoying themselves……how dare they?
Climb or crawl? I chose the former.
Shortly after passing beneath the thunderously noisy M27 I entered Riverside Park, a large open green space in Southampton, and not surprisingly, lots of joggers, dog walkers, cyclists, skateboarders etc.
Ahh, the smell of seaweed, the squawking of seagulls, and the vociferous arguments of an Eastern European family………….nearly home then.
I ended my walk here and caught another local train home. I didn’t have my own carriage this time but there was still plenty of space.
It really is a lovely riverside walk on a nice summer’s day, and it's been on my "to do" list for a long time. But………it was far too busy for my liking. Literally hundreds of people about.
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