+ I learnt something on this South Downs walk: once your foot has been fully submerged in thick, wet mud at least twice, you stop caring so much. It's liberating in an odd sort of way, so long as it's a nice day and the sun is shining and you know your shoes will dry out soon enough. Leana did laugh at me when I almost fell in completely. She laughed a lot.
+ Having survived the mud rivers (that once were paths and just have not dried out), a short hike to the top of the Downs, a lovely hike down past some noisy sheep, a herd of cows who found us fascinating (we think), and some horses, we had mostly dry feet, and shoes crusted with dried out mud. But, then we reached a road that had turned into a lake, and we had no choice but to go but through it! It was both good and bad. It washed our shoes off quite considerably, but left us squelching the entire way back to the pub.
+ We had lunch in Exton, at a lovely pub called The Shoe. The beer garden is beautiful, the grass was lovely between our toes (shoes and socks abandoned in the sunshine to dry out), and it has an ice cream shack for dessert! We shared White Chocolate and Honeycomb, and Sticky Toffee Pudding. We both loved the white choc one!