The River Lea is a tedious 20 minute walk through paint warehouses and greasy-mud-moated motor workshops from my house, which is why I’ve not visited it much except via a drive to Springfield Park. But now it’s two minutes away and within five minutes I can’t hear traffic. The wind and gravel become the only sounds, or is that my roaring heartbeat?
I promise there won’t be many more of these. Just wanted to see if it can be done.
Careful with that cattle grid Eugene.
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