James and Alan take a walk in the Stour Valley
Easter 2003
Good Friday was such a nice day, that I encouraged them to go out for a few hours...
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Chilham Mill, on the Great Stour river |
| Rivers are scarce in chalk country; most of the water sinks into the ground. The Great Stour is the river that flows through Canterbury. | |
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James looks down the Stour Valley towards Canterbury. |
| James takes a picture of Daddy looking down the Stour Valley | |
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James climbing towards Denge Wood, which hides an Iron-age earthwork |
| Heading back down into the Stour Valley from our high point. Pity about the electricity cables. | |
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Looking back up the valley. The ground really is that white - modern ploughing digs into the chalk that is just below the surface and mixes lumps in with the thin topsoil |
| James is a bit fed up - tired, he's dragged a bramble over his calf and cut himself, and his new boots (Mummy's old boots) have started to slip a bit and he has a blister. | |
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Nearly done. Descending the river bank back towards Chilham Mill. |