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My End to End walk: Leg 9: Days 34 to 36: Worcester to Codsall; April 1 to 5, 2018, 48.5 miles (78 km). Total walked so far: 480 miles (772 km)

More along the beautiful river Severn, or Severn Canal, Worcesterhire, Shropshire, Staffordshire, Shropshire, Staffordshire and so on along the county line..

The best is we’ve passed Birmingham and didn’t even so much as notice!

Hard rain these days, so no photos on my first 20-mile day up the River Severn to Bewdley.

Bewdely is surprisingly beautiful. 

James and Francesca, are the loveliest couple in Bewdley with sparkels in their eyes. He’s a music studio engineer & producer, she’s a history teacher. Robert Plant was born here and still lives here, but he is not the most chummy guy in town according to these two sweethearts. 

Somebody’s labour of love…

Our trail just could not decide, and Litza and I just kept moving from Staffordshire to Shropshire and back..

Yes, there can be such a thing and one stuffed cat too many in the Midlands or anywhere. These poor guys met their maker before their time and are now in a Six Ashes pub….

And this guy is the pride and joy of Mrs Giffard (from Texas) at Chillingdon Hall. Her husband’s family have been here since the 12th century. Still no excuse for the dead cat thing 🙁 

Hey! I blinked and the daffs have arrived! Horray!

Born yesterday, literally.

So much rain, so much water…. I did have to wade barefoot down some ways of a sunken trail before Stourport-on-Severn, a magical historical and also strange all-year Luna Park town,  but it was too rainy that day to even take any pictures.

Pattingham: another exceptionally beautiful village.

A little bit of Zion just out of Pattingham

Good to know.

Shropshire…Staffordshire confusion continues. Don’t ask me where we are!

Our lovely glamping hostess for two (freezing) nights, Abi and my lovely walking companion Litza.

Woodhall Glamping: a great place to be for two days.

See you there for my birthday in two years! TBC….

Downton Abbey? No, Chillingdon, something to discover on our “rest day”.

Darts and pints in Codsall Wood with Ryan and Lee are the best thing for a rainy Wednesday afternoon. “Going to London?” “Aw, no thanks, we would not like that at all!” they said. “If we want a big city, we’ll go to Wolverhampton, there is everything you could ever need or want there!”. We had a delicious dinner and a lovely evening here at the Pendrell Arms,  “the worst food in Staffordshire” according to Yelp.(Thanks Lawrence!)  And to think that quite a few locals told us not to go there, including this charming fellow down the road:

Thanks for lookin’

Till next time!

😉 Catherine