March 11, 2008. Western Head, N.S. More walking.

Summerville beach is a wonderful place to walk, especially when the sun is shining. The beach is about two miles from end to end and the sand is hard and firm, and of course there are no crowds. Best of all today, there was no wind, so it really was a perfect spot to walk. Of course, we walked too far so by the time we were back to the truck Ken had very shaky legs. I drove home. Folks in Liverpool walk a lot, most often for their regular chores. You see people walking with a grogery bag in their hand and you know full well they are three miles or more from the store. The facilities for walking on the streets are not good too so most folks just walk along the side of the road. This can not be a good idea. But they walk everywhere. Sidewalks are only built on the main street evidently. There are several very nice walks in town but most folks just walk on the streets. Not us. We walk on the beach.

Going back to our walking in Washington, D.C., for about ten years, every Sunday morning we went walking. We used, usually in five or six mile stints. We would park the car and walk for about an hour or two, then cross over the street and walk back. It was interesting what you learn when walking that you never see when driving. I mentioned yesterday the streets we walked, but I forgot several. We walked Wisconsin Ave. from Bethesda to Georgetown. Both sides of the River we walked and every trail in every park in the area. Many trail guides were very out of date but we persevered. Then we bought our new farm and stopped walking the streets.

Actually we were going to fix up our old farm, which was a perfect place for us in 1973 but would not work for us in 1996. When we were talking to our friends Alan and Helen Jay about who in the area could fix houses, they suggested we buy the Bill Taylor place. Alan called Bill. we met to see it and we shook hands and did the deal, just like that. Our old farm was not rustic, it was primitive, so we were very fortunate to buy a bigger home in a nicer spot with 115 acres of land. Then one year later, when the adjacent 200 acres was going to be sold, Alan told the seller to come and see us. We were sitting on the porch drinking tea when she drove up, introduced herself and told us that Alan sent her to us, and we shook her hand and sealed the deal. Now, is there any wonder we like Alan Jay. He is one good fellow. But the really interesting thing about life is that the paths are never straight, but if you keep preparing and working hard, the opportunities always come along to enhance your life.