entertainment

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Are you a walker? What is walking to you? A primitive mode of transportation obsolesced by technological progress. Or a mode of being, of experiencing, of relating to the world?

What are some of your best walks?
 
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version

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I enjoy it, but at the moment I'd say it's mostly knackering. I need a Bickle routine.

"I gotta get in shape. Too much sitting has ruined my body. Too much abuse has gone on for too long. From now on there will be 50 pushups each morning, 50 pullups. There will be no more pills, no more bad food, no more destroyers of my body. From now on will be total organization. Every muscle must be tight."

 

version

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I don't wear headphones outside. I don't like the idea that I might not hear someone sneaking up on me or a car coming.
 

entertainment

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that's the kind of thing you tell me and then i'm gonna be thinking about it the next time and you've ruined it.

like that thing where people have been pushing pushing people onto train tracks before oncoming trains. I can't relax when waiting for the train anymore.
 

version

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It's better to be safe than sorry. I also just like listening to what's going on around me - makes a change from music or film or whatever at home. It's better for your ears too. You get wax build up and infections more often if you're forever wearing ear or headphones.
 

luka

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When I was taking loads of DMT everyday I got the idea in my head that I should walk the Ridgeway, a prehistoric path that runs about 100 miles along the chalk ridges of a few adjacent counties, starting in Hertfordshire and ending at Avebury in Wiltshire and that I shouldn't take a tent but should sleep under hedges.

I wouldn't say it was enjoyable exactly.
 

luka

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It starts where Simon reynolds grew up in Tring and by the end of the first day you are near Corpseys native village in the Chilterns.
 

luka

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The first night I laid down my sleeping bag and there was the most bloodcurdling bird cry I've ever heard, as if this bird had escaped hell for the night. I've not heard anything like it before or since. It was not a bird of this earth but I heeded the warning and moved the sleeping bag elsewhere.

In the morning I walked through the back garden of Chequers, the prime ministers country residence while deer fled into the cornfields.
 

entertainment

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Never been into hiking like that. One of the best parts of taking walks is coming home again feeling fresh. A nice bath, freshy washed linens.
 

luka

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Mostly it was painful. I didn't feel free at all because of the weight on my back. I just felt I had to get this absurd self appointed task over withas quickly as possible so I was walking 20 miles+ a day.

You go through Idle Rich country too where the sky is dense with red kites. It got to feel quite oppressive quite ominous, having 7 or 8 of these quite large burds of prey circling overhead.
 

luka

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It's an incredibly oppressive landscape. Motorways. Power pylons. Monocrop deserts that stretch for featureless miles. A landscape denuded of trees and often eerily lifeless.

Following the white chalk line. The bone. They say it's the oldest footpath in Europe there are barrows where the prehistoric dead are buried, just grassed over tumuli, barely present.

There was a quarry filled with the most astonishing vivid turquoise water, completely unreal looking. Beautiful but very unnerving. When I put my sleeping bag down a deer came and started stamping her foot on the earth and I got scared and ended up walking in the fading light for another hour or more, trying to get away from that cursed place
 

luka

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In the mornings I'd mount raids on the nearest provincial market town, do a shit in costa coffee, get a cheese and onion pasty from Marks and Spencers, keep moving.
 

luka

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I was feeling ever wilder and more feral by the day but the whole time I was skirting these mean, flinty eyed tory towns, just a stones throw from civilization.

To get to sleep at night I would drink whiskey snd smoke skunk. I was so tired I never felt scared I'd just fall right to sleep under the stars
 

catalog

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Badge collecting walks are always a bit risky. Always fun until you realise how tired you are and how far you've got to go. Something nice though about total body exhaustion
 

luka

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It's such a boring walk no one else does it so you don't see a soul. Just trudge joylessly ever onward.

Once you're about halfway and you've crossed the Thames at Goring you start to get the big set pieces; the devils punchbowl, the white horse at Uffington, Waylands Smithy, the huge iron age fort soon afterwards it began to pour with rain. Torrential ceaseless merciless rain for a whole day. Completely exposed on the treeless ridge soaked to the skin, delirious, insane
 

luka

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Badge collecting walks are always a bit risky. Always fun until you realise how tired you are and how far you've got to go. Something nice though about total body exhaustion

I think they could potentially be ok with a friend
 
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