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Rotherhithe to Canada Water – 29 January

Nineteen members and two guests met at Rotherhithe station on Sunday 29th January on a mild but overcast morning for a walk around the redeveloped Surrey Commercial Docks. First, we went to the Mayflower pub named after the Pilgrim Fathers ship which set off from its wharf for the New World in 1620. The ship’s captain Christopher Jones is buried in the grounds of the adjacent St Mary’s church. The next part of the walk followed the Thames Path with its new housing standing where ships once unloaded their goods into long gone warehouses. After enjoying the views of the Canary Wharf complex across the river, we stopped at the Surrey Docks City Farm where we saw sheep, pigs, donkeys and very lively goats. Shortly after we left the river to walk alongside Greenland Dock which used to service whaling ships and is now a marina. Our lunch stop was at the Moby Dick pub which overlooks the dock and provided appetising fayre, especially the bacon sandwiches! The remains of the Russia Dock which is now a woodland was our next port of call and then we climbed Stave Hill which is formed of rubble from the dock of the same name. Finally we reached a watercourse between apartment blocks which is all that remains of the Albion Dock. This took us to Canada Water station and the end of the walk. A few of our number then adjourned to a nearby Wetherspoons pub for further refreshment.
Danny
Photos courtesy of Nita Patel and Jenny Lambert
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Oxted to Woldingham 28 January

On January 28th, 16 of us set off from Oxted on a circular walk to Woldingham. It had been a tricky walk to plot, needing two, and then a third walkovers, but all was fine on the day; the leader didn’t take any wrong turnings and no one was left behind on the bits that weren’t clear.

The morning was fine and after a few hours we felt the surprisingly warm sun on our faces and dared to remove a layer or two. We made our way through meadows & light woodland, crossing the A22 with no casualties, to Godstone where the winter chill re-asserted itself, so we had quick sandwiches by the pond and warmed up in the pub or cafe.

 After that it was over the M25 & up into the beautiful Surrey hills. We should have followed the North Downs Way through the woods for a mile or two but on the walkover, there was a huge police presence blocking the way into the woods and tape everywhere, marking it as a crime scene.  A dog-walker had been killed there by her charges the day before and, naturally, no one was allowed in, so one of the very helpful policemen showed us how to detour around it. On the walk day, not wanting to get lost in the woods, we kept to the detour.
After re-crossing the A22 the more serious hills started but that was well worth the slog because of the lovely views once we were out of the valley. Near the end there was a fairly steep and slippery descent which people took at whatever pace suited their techniques. Some went faster & caught the earlier train & the rest of us took our time and enjoyed the really lovely late-afternoon light over the hills. Surprisingly, trains seemed to be running on time with no announcements about not stopping at certain scheduled stations, for no given reason, which made a very nice change.
Harriet.  Photos by Ida and Stuart
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LOUGHTON CIRCULAR – 8 JANUARY

I stand by what I wrote in May 2021 – every time we walk in the forest is different. Firstly, it does indeed depend on the weather. This time for example, the forecast was so dire that I was surprised to see
anyone turn up at all, but Polyramblers are made of stern stuff! And
the weather forecast does not always turn out as predicted! It was
bright and sunny as we set off from the station, in fact all morning.
Then it depends on the time of year. This time there were no leaves on  the trees but the trees still rustle and creak to remind us to look up and admire how tall they are. It was sloshily muddy underfoot, layered with beech leaves. No bird song sadly, just the distant hum of the M25 and occasional Essex burn-up merchant taking advantage of the straight section of the Epping New Road.

We paused in Loughton Camp (the name given to a circular dip at the crest of the hill cushioned with beech leaves and flecked with fungi at this time of year), to enjoy a moment’s calm, listening to nature,  breathing in fresh air and smiling at the occasional passing
dog-walkers. Onward, among the trees, avoiding paths churned up by mountain bikers and round trees felled by recent strong winds. Over the Epping New Road, with caution and speed, and then through the trees to the clearing and facilities at High Beach, including empty picnic tables where we could eat our packed lunches and get a hot  drink. Presumably other potential picnickers had been deterred by the  pessimistic weather forecast!

We were about to set off again when Andrew suddenly emerged through the crowds queuing for refreshments at the King’s Oak kiosk, having earlier taken the wrong branch of the Central Line and subsequently made his own way through the forest by following his nose! With him  came the rain! A coincidence! The rain got heavier as the afternoon progressed. The forecasters can usually claim their words were true at  least in part and that we had misunderstood them! As a result of the rain the group decided against pausing in the part of the forest beyond the bikers’ refreshment clearing even though the trees would shelter us to some extent. So we strode on to the woodland pond where we were rewarded with sight of one of the mandarin ducks and several surly mallards (surly when they realised we weren’t dishing out any  goodies!). The footpath back towards Loughton High Street was particularly sloshy so we were relieved to arrive back at the Wagon Boulangerie where those of us who weren’t too wet and uncomfortable and preferred to hurry home were given the usual warm welcome despite us being muddy and dripping wet! The friendly staff found a space for us inside so that we could dry off and warm up with tea and cakes! As ever, the ideal way to complete a walk! Thank you to the Polystalwarts  who joined me for the day!

Pam.  Photos by Stuart and Pam

 

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STANMORE TO BUSHEY WALK 4th FEBRUARY 2023

We assembled outside Stanmore station, at the end of the Jubilee Line, on a cloudy but very mild winter’s day.  This was an opportunity to explore three impressive almost adjacent nature reserves, Stanmore Common, Bentley Priory and Merry Hill and to discover some of their remarkable features and all this within easy reach
from Central London. Fortunately the dreaded mud factor at this time of year was not a huge issue thanks to recent dry weather. Continue reading STANMORE TO BUSHEY WALK 4th FEBRUARY 2023 →

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Plaques and Parks Walk, Sunday, January 15th

We gathered in the concourse at Oxford Street station. The station layout is complicated and some people were in different places. There were rumours of Poly Ramblers being seen in the vicinity but eventually we got together and set off. In Argyll St, home of the Palladium, we saw plaques commemorating Sir William Roy and Washington Irving. After crossing Regent St we made our way to Hanover Sq for Prince Talleyrand and were joined by the 26th member of the party at the Hanover Sq exit from Bond St Elizabeth line station.
In Brook St we saw Jimi Hendrix and G F Handel on adjacent buildings, then went up New Bond St for Lord Nelson. Returning to Brook St we saw Sir Jeffrey Wyatville before going to the far end of South Molton St for Ernest Bevin, not to be confused with Aneurin Bevan. It was pointed out to me that I had missed William Blake in South Molton St. I don’t remember seeing him on by blue plaque map or seeing him on my walkover. Anyway, my apologies to William, sorry I missed you. Continue reading Plaques and Parks Walk, Sunday, January 15th →