Tuesday, 31 January 2017

Day 24: Brentwood

Had to drop one of the kids off in Brentwood today for some sporting activity or other (I lose track about who goes where, so I just wait for instructions) so I found myself in Hartswood Road near King George's Playing Fields an hour or so before sunset.

It was quite a foggy evening in any case and it got quite a bit spookier, especially when passing their weird crazy golf with pirates-and-dinosaurs-for-no-reason in it.








I've driven past the Madeira Walk footpath plenty of times but never had any need to walk down there. Quite an atmospheric night to give it a go.



3.01 miles in 1 hr 0 min 20 sec (ave 2.99mph)
Calories burned 496; steps taken 6,710; elevation 97 ft
4 deg C, foggy

Monday, 30 January 2017

Day 23: Tilbury sea wall

I headed back to the sea wall at Tilbury this morning, walking around Coalhouse Fort first.

Much more relaxed this morning - decided to take it easy!


2.51 miles in 58 min 9 sec (ave 2.59mph)
Calories burned 443; steps taken 6,093; elevation 26 ft
5 deg C, misty

Sunday, 29 January 2017

Day 22: Heybridge Basin

Heybridge Basin is probably my favouritist place in Essex. It's almost impossible to get a bad photo of the place.






Also, while walking the short distance from the free Daisy Meadows car park to the two pubs on the waterfront, you can get a glance of someone's private plastic zoo in their back garden in the gaps in the trees.


Instead of walking my normal walk along the Chelmer and Blackwater Navigation, this time I followed the basin around, past the yacht club, round the back of the caravan park and up to Mill Beach, which really is a beach! By the time I'd walked this far down the river had become tidal and there was a much stronger smell of the famous Maldon sea salt.

Most of the track was a concrete path but some of it was a muddy track. The trick is to walk along the sea wall to avoid the mud.


I'd walked past this decaying boat about half an hour before and it was sitting on a mudbank. The tide had risen a few feet since then - it comes in quickly on this part of the coast.


The land on the other side is Northsey Island, which was cut off from the mainland due to the high tide. It's on my list to visit at some point this year.





And here's Mill Beach! I wonder how busy it gets in the summer?





It didn't rain but I did get to see a rainbow!


It was my longest walk of the year. Working my way up to that marathon then.

3.60 miles in 1 hr 9 min 11 sec (ave 3.12mph)
Calories burned 590; steps taken 7,839; elevation 28 ft
8 deg C, cloudy

Saturday, 28 January 2017

Day 21: Basildon

Basildon is probably not the first place you would think of when listing potential romantic walks. However, due to parental responsibilities I found myself in Festival Leisure Park, fondly called "Bas Vegas" by the locals, so I took the opportunity to find some of the places you normally wouldn't see unless you were travelling on foot. (By the way, if you type "Bas Vegas" into Google Maps, it knows where you mean and takes you straight there).

I moved to Billericay in 1994 and remember Festival Leisure Park being built in the late 1990s, but I don't recall what was there at all before that. Amazingly, at that time there was a 1,500-seater leisure centre called Festival Hall which sat where the leisure park is now. Festival Hall opened in 1982 and only lasted 14 years, being demolished in 1996 to make way for the new development.

A wide variety of events from pop concerts to boxing contests were staged there - the Prodigy played there in 1992 and Muhummad Ali also famously visited it. Now of course there's no trace of it. The hall itself was on the site of the former Aquatels Zoo and Ecology Centre (Basildon Zoo). I don't remember any of this!

My walking route tonight took the pedestrian subway under Cranes Farm Road into Ghyllgrove, a road that takes you down to the centre, but this part of it is totally bereft of traffic and people walking around, despite being heavily built up.


I walked up to Broadmayne and then backed up towards Whitmore Way, just grabbing a quick photo of the tower ner the fire station. I still don't know what this is.


After walking up Whitmore Way I ended up on Church Road, which was once the main centre of Basildon before the plotlands and New Town came along. The earliest known reference to Basildon can be traced back to the Domesday Book of 1086 when the area was then referred to as Behoter. It's thought to derive from an Anglo-Saxon settlement called Boerthals Hill that stood on or around the Holy Cross area of Church Road.

When Basildon District Council was formed in 1974, Beorthals Hill was considered as the council territory's name. Someone somewhere must have piped up and pointed out it's not the easiest thing to spell. I'm relying on cut and paste myself.

The Holy Cross church sits halfway up the road and when you're outside it you feel like you're miles away from the nearest town, not smack bang in the middle of a new town with 120,000 people. Traffic actually flows really well through the town and manages to completely avoid lots of places like this.




Walking up Church Road takes you back to Cranes Farm Road but not before you get a glimpse of a newer estate, which seems to have been built with a more European design in mind both with the houses and the precinct - and looking through the houses gives you a great view of Basildon from up high that I never knew existed.


I then walked down Cranes Farm Road back to the exciting bright lights of Festival Leisure Park, but I wasn't done yet.


You can walk along Festival Way, past the leisure units and a David Lloyd gym, and then the road narrows and comes out at possibly the most well hidden hotel and pub in the whole county - a Premier Inn and The Quays pub. I can imagine most locals have no idea they're here - they are really are well hidden.

Past the hotel and pub, you come to Waterfront Walk which eventually takes you around the back of the cinema and returns you to the voluminous car park, which is always 99% full. But not before walking past the lake tucked away behind the leisure park, which may be called Aquatels Lake, but I'm not sure. 15 years ago, when I was really bored one Saturday, I hired a jetski and rode around the lake for a couple of hours. Now I just go for walks. The lake looked great in the sunset though.




3.07 miles in 1 hr 2 min 14 sec (ave 2.96mph)
Calories burned 508; steps taken 6,887; elevation 81 ft
6 deg C, cloudy

Friday, 27 January 2017

Day 20: Ipswich

I had my first rest day in 11 days yesterday, so I felt in the mood to head up the A12 and find a new part of Essex to walk in.

While leaving Billericay I had a call from my sales guy, and it's always important talking to my sales guy unless I want to do his job myself, which I don't right now. We had a lot to talk about and by the time I was finally done, I found myself in Ipswich. (Not in Essex).

I've never properly been to Ipswich. I've been up there a few times to see some gigs - a very varied bunch of bands including Dingus Khan, The Human League, The Brownies, Abdoujaparov, Girls Aloud and Alexei Sayle. I'd love to see a short list on the internet that comes close to that one.

I'd never really walked around the town before - but I didn't start today either. I parked up in a retail park trying to get my bearings, when I saw a small "River Path" sign out of the corner of my eye. That'll do - I'll walk the river.

I started off alongside the River Gipping, the river that gave its name to Ipswich (Gipsewic in Anglo-Saxon times). The Orwell actually starts very close to the start of my walk, but I walked alongside the Gipping for half a mile until it ended at the sluice gate in the third picture below. After that the Gipping ends and I was alongside the Orwell. To be honest, they all look like the same river to me.

Despite driving over the river many times a few miles upstream, where it's really wide, I never really thought about how big a river the Orwell might be in Ipswich. It was a really interesting walk - there was a lot of old Ipswich and new Ipswich side by side. Some of it was very ugly and some very beautiful and it made for a really good combination. Quite a few sections of the river were still frozen over too.

I made it up to Ipswich station before I turned round and headed back. I've never been much of a trainspotter so it's always satisfying to get a pointless photo of a railway station.

















"I'll read those signs later", I thought. And I did.

3.42 miles in 1 hr 5 min 6 sec (ave 3.15mph)
Calories burned 561; steps taken 7,408; elevation 71 ft
5 deg C, cloudy