tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post7533896321141119368..comments2024-03-28T13:06:29.793+00:00Comments on conradwalks: Someone stole my ThunderSir Hughhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-88057570766801095862022-04-17T17:15:16.648+01:002022-04-17T17:15:16.648+01:00Nice one Conrad - and another Cicerone guide to ge...Nice one Conrad - and another Cicerone guide to get to grips with...Phreerunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08551842487502221703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-11352821074979624752022-04-17T09:12:21.923+01:002022-04-17T09:12:21.923+01:00RR I have also posted this reply in the body of m...RR I have also posted this reply in the body of my next post.<br /><br />I am not aware of any formal etiquette in those circumstances. I always say "hello" or "hi" to others approaching when in the countryside where such occurrences are usually infrequent and even in villages where meetings are still well spaced out. Conversation beyond that sometimes ensues especially when I recognise the other as someone embarked on the challenge of waking rather than a casual stroller, but I am aware that this can be unsound presumption because if you take the trouble to promote talk you nearly always find that others have something of interest to pass on. Taking that trouble is something I consciously try to develop given half a chance. If the other has a dog that can often lead to more conversation with relevant comments creating an opening to wider ranging chat.<br /><br />When I throw out a greeting and get no response which does happen now and again I do have a wounded feeling of rebuff mixed with annoyance, so you may bear that in mind with your own encounters unless you delight in pointlessly rebuffing fellow humans.<br /><br />All this reminds me o af French kind of etiquette when on occasions I have found myself slogging steeply up a road with a heavy pack sweating profusely under merciless Gallic sun and being hailed by the passenger of a passing motorist leaning from the window shouting "Courage!" I was never sure whether that was genuine encouragement, humour, or sarcasm, but prefer to believe it was the first of those.<br /><br />Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-5133589601084761492022-04-17T06:48:48.902+01:002022-04-17T06:48:48.902+01:00You raise a point of etiquette which occurs when a...You raise a point of etiquette which occurs when a shuffler like me (walking round the houses to ensure appropriate bowel action for the rest of the day) encounters someone engaged in rather more committed locomotion on a bike or clad in Lycra. I acknowledge their seriousness but I doubt this is reciprocated. Should I "hello" them or remain silent just in case they think I'm being sarcastic? Also they're often they're gasping for air; might my greeting trigger their syncope? A word that seems to have fallen into desuetude. Like that one too.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-88876956054531449752022-04-14T23:10:32.374+01:002022-04-14T23:10:32.374+01:00Alan R - I had a look at your excellent post and s...Alan R - I had a look at your excellent post and see I commented vowing to be back there. That stile to access the trig must have been put there since your visit - it did look newly constructed. As we have all said: very fine walking country. Even if you stray off the paths the going is relatively easy and that limestone atmosphere is so special.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-26841563200617354212022-04-14T21:06:15.521+01:002022-04-14T21:06:15.521+01:00Very nice walk. One I remember well. The limestone...Very nice walk. One I remember well. The limestone was quite extensive and care was needed. We had good weather too except there was a huge smoke screen with a moor on fire in the far distance.<br />Here is my version. https://alanrayneroutdoors.blogspot.com/2019/03/great-asby-limestone-pavement-cairns.htmlAlanRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07180571503542781921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-85558824525322202992022-04-12T11:11:47.532+01:002022-04-12T11:11:47.532+01:00BC - I've just corrected my spelling of "...BC - I've just corrected my spelling of "archaeology."Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-19365498431939936032022-04-12T11:08:15.695+01:002022-04-12T11:08:15.695+01:00BC you're getting good at spotting colourful b...BC you're getting good at spotting colourful birds. I had noticed it but somehow felt obliged to stick to the guide.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-36997468960025564422022-04-12T10:51:02.365+01:002022-04-12T10:51:02.365+01:00Interesting walk, here's to the new book.
I kn...Interesting walk, here's to the new book.<br />I know what you mean about field archaeology, but that walled settlement was more obvious than most. <br />You didn't divert to visit that blue duck on High Pike.bowlandclimberhttp://bowlandclimber.comnoreply@blogger.com