Surely, there van be no finer sight than five intrepid gentlemen of The Realm setting off, eyes fixed, jaws set, into the mist, ready to take on whatever fortune has to throw at them in this wild and windy place. That was the scene played out before the good folk of Faversham on a morning that promised little and didn't disappoint.
The Good Lady Rachel Mackley of the BBC SE Weather forecasting service had told us that there was a slight chance of a shower in the Faversham area at around 11.00am but otherwise it would be cloudy with occasional sunny periods. Adding to this the trusted local knowledge of our hearty group, there was total confidence that we would set off in bright sunshine, probably spend 5 minutes taking shelter from a slight shower, and come home in blistering sunshine. So we set off at 10.00am and it rained on and off fore the nect 3 hours. Frailty, Thy name is Rachel Mackley!
Undaunted, we wandered amongst the boats yachts and other marine detritus of the ship yard pausing only to admire the two glorious old sailing barges, "Ironside" and "Miros". At this sight, our Senior Member clasped his hand to his heart and, with a tear in his eye, cried "I have sailed on both these boats! Oh happy days". He then set about discourse with gentleman sporting a fine beard to give notice that are group will, in the not too distant future, avail themselves of his services in taking us out upon the briney so that we, too, can experience life on the ocean wave.
From here to Nagden Farm where an inspection of and discussion about the brand new sluice gate was enjoyed by all. It was pronounced "A Good Sluice". We then opted for a shortened route which took us past the acres of tunnels covering strawberry plants still hiding their flowers, awaiting more pleasant climes. Just before Langdon Court we cut across a muddy field in the driving rain until we came across the splendid, tiny church of St Somethingorother which was open to visitors. Making use of the shelter afforded by its porch, there was a breaking of bread (ie Barry gave Gordon half his sarnie) and then a look round the beautiful little Church.
From here back to Faversham, a route taking us past a school, sending the two educationists in the group into a cold sweat, and then back to the car the change out of wet and muddy clothes. The session ended with a visit to the Art Gallery where the best cheese scones in Swale were consumed with enthusiasm - the perfect lunch. About 6.4 miles. A Good Day.
|Starting point by the side of Faversham Creek|
|Faversham Creek looking North , Low tide|
|Boat for sale Interested ?|
|Many years ago I spent a great day on this sailing barge|
|Note flooded path to our right|
|First rector shown as 1279|
|Same location at photo at top but note tide|
|At end of walk|