Sunday 25
th March was a beautiful day.

There was apple flapjack

and fabulous company in the form of Simon, Emerson and So-
Shan.

We started in
Highgate
Walking along a disused railway line

that had been turned into a nature reserve.

Disused platforms.

There was also loads of
graffiti. I like to think there are
graffiti artists who just really love nature and this was a way of them combining both of there interests at one time.


Trains to Scotland

And off the railway track and into
Finsbury Park. Where people with strong North London accents were playing American football

We then walked along the New River (actually a 400 yr old canal) until the police tape meant we had to turn back and take a detour through
Britain's biggest housing estate...

But we made it back to the route
Reservoir regeneration

This is the second
ridiculously ornate Victorian pumping station on the route. Although this one they've converted into a climbing centre so you can climb up the towers.

Then more pretty parks. This is
Clissold Park in Stoke
Newington
We stopped for lunch in Stoke
Newington for perhaps the best snack/food of all the walks so far. Chick pea and
tahini burger with mango chutney and salads from
The Blue Legume. Everyone
else's lunch was of similar food-porn standards.

Then after lunch it was onto
Abney Cemetery. Where the
founder of the Salvation Army is buried

Unlike
Highgate Cemetery this one is long disused and is now a nature reserve.


And that was the end of the first part

Next we walked through more housing and past mosques, synagogues and schools. Including this school which had some interesting poetry on the floor outside. Creative
similes and spellings...

And into another park and out to
Walthamstow Marshes


These people were protesting against the Olympics constructing a training building here and afterwards demolishing it and undertaking improvement works on the habitat. They thought the best way to protest
against a beautiful natural space being temporarily utilised for something else was to play intrusively loud music across the flats to disrupt
everyone's experience and enjoyment of a beautiful natural space. Ah well.
Walthamstow Marshes turned into Hackney Marshes and the Olympic site grew bigger on the horizon

Until we reached it. Stadium behind some tired but happy (I hope) walkers

And now there is only 8.4 miles to go! Final walk is Saturday 7
th April. Would be lovely if you wanted to come along.