Eastern Sky
Octabench
Not such a Pleasant StretchYesterday I wrote that it would be next week before I got my next chance to walk. Most of that was down to commitments, but I was potentially free on the next day. I had looked at the weather forecast and seen almost unrelenting rain but yesterday evening I took another look and Wednesday's forecast had suddenly ameliorated and there was to be a dry interlude between 7am-ish and mid-evening. So I walked, and for walking the weather was perfect. The rain held off until 5 minutes before I got back to my car at 3:30 - but I won't sound off here about what I think of the accuracy of our forecasts.
There was a lot of rain yesterday and overnight and, just my luck, one stretch near Pennsylvania had been ploughed the day before. At least the farmer had marked the path across the field by flattening the route with his tractor wheels. By the time I'd made it the 1/4 mile across the field my boots were so heavy with the thick heavy clay mud I was really struggling to walk. I muttered to myself for a bit - then I got over it, forgetting for a while that I had to do the same again on my return later in the day. But I'm left wondering whether the hamlet of Pennsylvania in Gloucestershire is an unusual example of a place in the UK being named after a place in the USA?
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