The long, wet walk

It was the afternoon of New Year’s Eve and I was bored. My daughter was at the theatre for two performances of the panto, my husband had gone into work for a few hours and my eldest was planning to go out with friends. My younger son and I needed a bit of exercise and fresh air.

It had been a lovely, sunny morning, but as the day had gone on it had got darker. The forecast was for light rain and it had already rained a bit before we set off, but it was dry when we started walking. I do possess sensible clothing like waterproof trousers, wellies and walking boots, but I set off in jeans, trainers and a coat which leaks in heavy rain.

I asked my son where he wanted to go. I expected jokes about go round the corner, up the next road and home again. I was standing firm on walking at least a mile, but he took me by surprise.

‘Let’s go over the railway crossing and past the park.’

This was a long walk. If I’m honest, it was further than I wanted to go. We weren’t wearing waterproofs and we had nothing to drink. But I didn’t say so. I was pleased he’d chosen to push himself and get a decent amount of exercise.

And so we set off on our long walk.

It was very pleasant to be walking with him and just talking. It’s not often I get to spend time with any of my kids on their own. Sometimes he can talk for hours about games, endless monologues which are confusing and, if I’m honest, boring. But he didn’t mention games once. He talked about school and a lot about his sister.

‘I feel sorry for her,’ he said, completely unprompted.

He’s caring and perceptive and knew how sad she would be feeling when the panto was over just a couple of days later. There had already been some tears. She doesn’t know how she will cope with adjusting back to normal life. He knew how hard it would be for her.

He was pleased to be walking somewhere he often goes in the car, but doesn’t usually walk. He talked about walks he’d done with Scouts.

He’s a bright boy, but it soon became clear that he actually hadn’t realised how far the walk really was. Distances are so much shorter when you’re in the car.

We were about a mile and a half from home when we felt the first drops of rain. They were big drops and they were coming fast. Within seconds, it was hammering down. Water was bouncing up from the road and drifting across it in sheets, and puddles were growing rapidly.

We were nearly halfway on our walk, but it would have been quicker to turn round than carry on. But my son was determined to keep going. We could phone Daddy or Grandpa to pick us up? No, he wanted to keep walking.

Son, Puddle, Rain, Walking

Water was now rushing down the road in rivers and we were having to jump out of the way every time a car went past. The tidal waves they created were incredible and, yes, we did get soaked by them a few times.

And still it kept raining.

My jeans were soaked through and were stuck to my legs. The friction of wet jeans rubbing against them was making them sore. My leaky coat had leaked. My trainers had soaked through and now I could feel pools of water flowing up and down inside them as I walked. It was exactly the same for my son, except he had soaking wet, heavy jogging bottoms, rather than jeans sticking to his legs.

I was wearing my gloves and they had soaked through. They were wet, cold and heavy. I took them off.

‘You’ll regret that,’ said my son.

He was right. Without the gloves, however wet and cold, my hands felt like ice in the rain and wind. I put the soaking wet gloves back on.

And still we walked. And still I asked my son if we shouldn’t phone someone for a lift. But he was determined. We had to carry on. All I could think of was a nice warm shower and the central heating. My son had been coughing and complaining of a painful chest. The rain was really the last thing he needed, but he wasn’t giving up.

The knees of my black jeans looked white. How strange. It must have been a trick of the light, with the water shining off them. It wasn’t. It was soap bubbles. It was actually washing powder, which hadn’t been totally rinsed, being brought back to life and rinsed by the rain. That’s something I’ve never seen before.

Jeans, Walking, Rain

The rain eased a little bit, but it didn’t help. We were as wet as it was possible to be.

It turns out I had underestimated the distance of the walk too – I’d thought it was about three miles, but it was actually three and three quarter miles. It was such a relief to get home and peel my clothes off. I was literally soaked to the skin.

It’s a new year’s walk we won’t forget in a hurry.


Author: Sarah Mummy

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    • I have never seen that before! It was very strange!

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  1. Wow what a walk!! It’s rained so heavily here too it we’ve not dared go for a walk in it. I’ve never seen jeans do that before either, that’s so strange isn’t it? Yep, you’re not going to forget that walk in a hurry!

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    • I don’t blame you for not going for a walk! I don’t tend to avoid rain, but would never have willingly gone out in rain as bad as that.

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  2. What a thoughtful boy to think of his sister, but my god I would have hated that walk! I remember once doing a 6 mile walk over Dovedale in the rain – we had suitable clothing, but it was still awful!

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    • That doesn’t sound like a lot of fun! He really impressed me thinking of his sister like that 🙂

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  3. What troopers you are….I would have chickened out and got home as soon as possible. I hate the rain.
    hehehe at the soap bubbles…How strange x

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    • I’m not a big fan of rain, but I do love being outside! I would have gone home if my son had wanted to, but he just wanted to carry on!

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  4. I wonder if he will suggest that route next time you head out for a walk!

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    • Somehow I doubt it! 😉

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  5. My New Year’s Resolution is to persuade my boys to take a daily walk with me, of at least a mile. We’re starting tomorrow (Jan 5 is better late than never).
    Well done on your achievement. I hope we stick with it, come rain or shine.

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    • That’s a really good resolution! It’s something I aim to do, without consciously spelling it out. Good luck!

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  6. So lovely to spend some quality time together, it is certainly a day that you will both recall for some time

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    • It was lovely to spend the time with him, even if we would have definitely chosen better weather for it!

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  7. Ha ha ha that did make me chuckle! I have never seen that before either. Funnily enough my post tomorrow is about a long walk which ended up with us all getting soaked at the end too. It is such a lovely thing to do and how lovely that you got to have a bit of quality time together

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  8. Ah I loved read this. From your honesty over your boy’s sometimes ‘boring’ chit chat (I can totally relate!) to spending quality time together and his determination to continue. What a walk! X

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  9. I like his stoci attitude will see hime well in life! happy new year!

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  10. Oh dear. Well done to your son for staying so determined despite the unpleasant challenges. It must have been good to get to chat together so much. I hope you both dried out quickly when you got home

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  11. Wow, well done to you both for carrying on and finishing the walk. What a way to start the year, certainly not a walk you will forget! The soapy knees made me chuckle 🙂

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  12. I’m so impressed by your son’s determination to do the walk – he’s definitely not a quitter! However it must have been blissful to get back to a warm home and dry clothes.

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  13. It’s great that you managed to get your son to go out with you for a walk together, it’s just such a shame the weather came in so badly. I bet you were amazed at how certain he was that he wanted to do this long walk, he really must be resilient to have made it so far in such shocking weather conditions. I’m sure you’ll both enjoy the walk again sometime, just maybe when it’s not raining so much! I can’t believe how wet you got, your bubbly jeans are definitely a new thing to me too!

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  14. I’ve never heard of that happening to jeans before! Hate how they go so went and heavy in the rain though.

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  15. This is the sort of thing that happens to me! I hate rain! Still, it’s nice that you completed the whole walk and had a nice chat too. I got soaked on so many walks and trips out over the Christmas period. I was not amused. Especially with a dripping pushchair to try to get dried and put away. It really was awful weather this Christmas! #SSAmazingAchievements

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  16. Loved this post. You both have EVERY right to be super proud!

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  17. Well done – worth the cold and the wet, I bet. I did something similar with Isaac a week or so ago. The rain wasn’t as bad – just a persistent heavy drizzle, really – and we thought about just jumping in to the car to drive into town, but we pressed on and walked together. And as we huddled beneath our hoods, we were glad we did, as he filled me in on his first week back at school in detail. The coffee and cake we had before coming home felt that much nicer too!

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  18. Well done for persevering, it must have been so tempting to make a call. The chat and 1:1 time kind of made up for the foul weather and soapy knees, that’s a new one! Bet they felt well and truly rinsed by the time you got back. Thanks for linking up #SSAmazingAchievements

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