Two diverting walks to report. I’m afraid I got so bored with this entry that I’ll leave the second to next time. Here’s the first. 1. Sunday 14 March, Wagitalersee: Ah! Nothing better than a bracing walk in a blizzard to blow a few cobwebs from the fat bloke emerging from winter hibernation — even if a statement as glibly positive as this will be heard only after the trauma is over, and the memory rapidly diminishing in the rear-view mirror.… READ MORE.... …