It's a little crazy, as I will not know until Tuesday if it's a good idea for my left foot to go to Chartes, but B.A. and I went on another practice hike today. This time we walked along the Union Canal from Edinburgh Park (an industrial section outside Edinburgh) to Ratho and back. We think this was 8 miles. If it wasn't, we will count in the walk to our local railway station and back. That makes it 8 miles for sure.
Meanwhile I have ordered a splendid blue Scouting/Guiding hat from France, hoping against hope that the 60cm size will fit. After our walk, B.A. and I tried on much cheaper hats in a hiking shop in Edinburgh park, and 60 cm does, indeed, fit my massive cranium. (We are unsure as to how big my head would be without all the hair, but we hope we never find out.)
As B.A. was never, ever, ever going to take up swing-dancing, I am glad that there is one form of physical exercise that we both enjoy: hiking. Now that spring is here, I have been encouraging him to get the maps out and look up train timetables.
The hiking shop surprised me: apparently aluminum framed backpacks are no longer de riguer (or available). Sleeping bags and tents are thinner and lighter than ever! New outdoor ambitions are hatching in my brain, but I will have to convince B.A. that he doesn't just love hiking; he may love camping, too.