The struggle up Hoad

Having Hoad to walk up on the edge of the town is a great opportunity.

It's a challenge that appeals to so many of us.

There are many that make it part of their daily routine. There are three main ways up with many variations. If it's windy, you can choose the route with the wind behind you going up. When you get to the top, there's the game of trying to push your way round against the full blast and see how far you can lean over and lie on the wind. Coming down you can buffet your way against gravity and take on the challenge of keeping your balance to the bottom.

There are usually two excellent places for coffee before entering into the mainstream of the town.

Today I met a young family struggling up against a wind with a touch of moisture in the air. Two plucky under fives led the way - a sight for sore eyes. These were going to be our leaders of the future. The challenge was one to be savoured and the views as they developed, enjoyed. No bribery to get to the top needed. Their parents reported there was never any suggestion of turning back with these two. This reminded of me of a young three year old that we have the privilege of accompanying, one morning a week. When at the bottom, asked which way up? She pointed straight up ; and off she went at pace leaving us to follow. Later on in the walk she was faced with mud, mud and more mud through a wood, she followed when other adults in the party turned back. She became apprehensive but still stuck to the task in hand. Only when we had navigated the muddy paths did she demand a halt and a sit down beside the road. This was the regime for the next half mile until she happily accepted a well deserved ride on old shoulders willingly offered.

Isn't great to witness the spirit some parents have instilled in their children. They are going to need it in their life ahead - wimps - stand aside.