Out walking with the dogs is not very enjoyable. Wellington boots are de rigueur. (We have used them so much recently that we have found it necessary to purchase new ones for all the family). Walking over the fields is like skating as the probability of slipping and sliding about and ending up covered with mud is high.
In other fields there is a musical accompaniment. With each step there is a wheeeeze as your foot sinks into the ground and the sodden earth slithers over your boot. Then as you pull the other foot out there is a squeeeelchhhh as the soggy earth clings to your footwear and oh so reluctantly slides off, leaving a thin coating of brown droplets clinging on. Short walks become marathons and everything becomes coated in mud.
|Campsite beside a river|
I can only sit here and imagine how challenging campsites must be finding this prolonged wet spell. It must be taxing times for them especially those which operate with a proviso “depending on the weather”. Similarly those sites close to a river must be finding these times worrying.
I do hope there is an improvement in the weather in the New Year. I hope that my wish to go away for a few days can at last be realized.