A spooky experience
23.03.2014 - 23.03.2014 7 °C
Walking has really changed my life and I am glad of it. Not only have I been able to see the world in a different light but it has given me the opportunity to meet some true friends.
Sundays are now a special day where walking is a must. It started with Jules and me going for a stroll to clear our heads and to enjoy a day out. It has somehow changed and more people have started to join us. This second Sunday walk has been a revelation for us so I won’t be giving you a description of places but an insight of how wonderful it is to do it with friends.
Jules and I had the chance to open up to people we met through dancing and it has been extremely rewarding. Sharing our thoughts and what we want in life has made us realise that we have got a lot in common. So this time I didn't do much talking, I was listening.
It was interesting to find out that is not only me who enjoys the simple things that walking gives you. My new companions were wowed by the view; they took pictures to every flower, crop or animal they encountered. They seemed to be doing the same I do when I walk on my own, just being amazed by what this beautiful country has to offer.
This time I didn’t need my research book to find out the history behind the places. Jules kindly provided us with exact details of the origins of Devil’s Hole’s name. Her intriguing and interesting story kept us all focused on the place and its mystery. It all fell a bit spooky.
At least 4 dogs had gone past us and as a very Jersey tradition; we all stopped to perform our routine questionnaire. How old is it? Is it male or female? Isn’t the weather beautiful today? What is not surprising is to find people you know and this walk was no different. We even stopped to chat to locals, cyclists and for the essential group photo.
Stories came and went and we were laughing more than usual. The cool air and bright sun definitely helped us to release all negative thoughts. We were just enjoying what we were experiencing. No-one understood why we were so elated but there was a sensation of great feeling which brought us together.
We reached Gréve De L’ecq woods and the sun was helping to show us it’s magic. The tall trees created some amazing shades and covered the exquisite green vegetation. However for some reason some trees were covered in a white plastic giving them a remarkable ghostly look. It was then when Jules scary stories began again. Apparently, when she was new to the island, she rode with a friend through the woods and recalled to have seen a couple wondering and looking at her. Her friend, who knew the Newall brothers’ story, told her what had happened and they both decided to flee the place. The story just made us panic so there wasn’t any detour to explore the woods.
It was enough emotion for a day. We all wanted to sit and enjoy some delicious Portuguese casserole Patricia had cooked so we head to her house; stopping here and there to admire the architecture, the flowers, and the country life. In her garden, we sat down to soak a bit more sun and to talk about…well you know…life!
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