My dad used to take us long walks on holiday at that age and I bloody hated it. It was just so boring. Walking in mountains and camping/hostelling are some of my favourite childhood memories. My children might not love it like I did but I don't think they'll hate it. It's possible though!!
I'm afraid I was another one who hated long walks. My siblings and parents loved them though. I think one of my siblings would say that some of the walks are their favourite childhood memories: I would say some of my more miserable holiday memories.
I can describe them.
We'd be told we were going for a walk, perhaps 2-3 hours. No option for staying behind. Even when as an older teen I expressed not wanting to go, I would be guilted into going "as a family".
So we'd drive until they found somewhere free we would park. This normally involved slotting the car into the side of the road a long way from where the walk really started.
After about 4-5 hours I'd ask how much further and get a reply along the lines of "well, we were going so well that I thought we'd go a little further. You see the hill in the distance? (with squinting and a little imagination) We're aiming for the one just beyond that."
Shortly afterwards df/dm would decide on taking a short cut. This would involve at least three of the following:
- A muddy field/lane with soggy mud you were up to your knees at least. Sister once lost a boot in a particularly bad patch. I think that may be my best memory of a walk. At least I laughed.
- Going through a farmyard with (naturally) territorial dogs. Df was fine (all animals love him) and the dogs would fawn over him and then go for the rest of us.
- Going through a field with cows. Repeat df would be fine because cows loved him too. Then we'd have to push through a herd of cows all standing staring after df to get to the only stile out of the field. Don't trust cows. I'm sure they're trying to take over the world.
- Discovery of loss of map or generally getting lost, probably in an area where there are no landmarks and definitely no one to help.
- Df walking so far in front of us that we don't see that he's taken a small turning off to one side. We don't have the map and have no idea where we are and no mobile phones to call either. Then we can both walk round in (different) circles for hours until independently both decide to head for the car. If we're un fortunate enough to meet up before we're halfway back walk will be resumed.
- Df/dm seeing the rare lesser-spotted-what's-its-name which is tiny and possibly hiding in the top of the tallest tree. We have to wait half an hour with them hushing us in excitement until they discover what they've actually been watching was a sparrow/empty crisp packet/a speck on the end of their binoculars.
Then we'd have the picnic. Soggy sandwiches because dm would fill them with frozen ham. Yuck. Frozen drink which I never drank any of because I was always afraid of needing the toilet and there never was one. Cake, homemade-often by the time we got it would be more crumbs than cake. Biscuits that always went to my brother because he was "hungry". Fruit - the juicer and drippier the better. probably produced when near a wasps' nest.
All in all, what that taught me was how to appear to eat an entire picnic without actually eating anything, and to loathe pack lunches. The smell of a pack lunch box still makes me heave.
Once we arrived back at the car, about 2-3 hours after sundown. Then we had the game of "you're not getting in the car with that mud on you". So we had to brush ourselves down and eventually get in the car. The next day the amount of mud in the car would be noted and complained about.
So we'd arrive home very late, me not having eaten or drunk all day, which tends to give me a migraine. Unfortunately a migraine also makes me nauseous, so by the time I got to bed (brother had to have his bath first because he was the youngest, but there was always the game of argue with him for half an hour before he'll go and actually get wet) I felt sick, and then dm would come and enthusiastically tell me how much I'd obviously loved the day and couldn't wait to do it again. 🙄
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