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Coronavirus walk no. 183, Aldbury, 18th November 2023

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Distance 11 miles (total on foot)

This journey was a last-minute decision. I knew I wanted to go somewhere on the West Coast Main Line, but I had failed to figure out a plan (a walk that I could fit into the available time). I wasn’t even sure whether I was going to go anywhere at all, or just go back to bed, but I finally decided I was going to do this for my own sake, and that I would head off to Tring station. I had been to Tring before but remembered nothing about it except vague memories of the Natural History Museum.

I save the best weather and seasonal conditions for pylon hunts to obtain the best photos, but I go somewhere (almost) every Saturday regardless.

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Walking to the station
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A bizarre poster of performance figures for London Northwestern Railway. This will come in handy later …
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Sad ladybird at the station
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Alighting the train at Tring station; class 350/1 350124 in new London Northwestern livery + class 350/2 350255 in the old London Midland livery
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Tring station in the hamlet of Tring Station; the station is over a mile from Tring thanks to landowners …

Tring Station as a location in its own right, mid-way between Tring and Aldbury, around a mile from each. I figured I’d pop down to Aldbury and back and then visit Tring but instead I only had time for Aldbury, with Tring being saved for another day. The weather wasn’t great, but at least it was warm.

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Heading east to Aldbury
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The pavement soon came to an end. With no map and no knowledge of the place—being a mystery tour—I made the assumption that this was a public foothpath. In reality I think it’s a permissive footpath. Whatever it is, it was muddy and slippery.
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Looking out across the fields
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Following the road; a proper tarmac footpath would be helpful to the residents of Aldbury when it comes to taking the train …
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Aha, a signpost this time. Turns out left and straight on both go to Aldbury (as does right, after a 90° bend further on); I went left
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Looking back
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More mud!
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Spoiler …
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Approaching Aldbury
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Starting to come into view
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Walking on tarmac again
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St John the Baptist, Aldbury
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Arriving in Aldbury; this place will look fabulous in the spring!
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Church clock tower
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Many villages have no shops at all: you have to drive (or take a long walk) to the next town. Aldbury Village Store is open until 5:30 pm Monday to Saturday (2:30 pm Sunday I think it said), meaning that I can get something to eat and drink before heading back.
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Lots of quaint old houses here. This place is like somewhere out of Midsomer Murders; hopefully I will make it out alive and don’t add to the body count (either actively or passively).
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This place was a pleasant surprise!
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Remains of the stocks
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Ancient monument, please do not touch!
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Did someone steal the ducks?
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Quietly reflecting …
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Constructed before the invention of the ruler
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This place is the terminus of a short bus route; the driver is stood having a fag (out of sight).
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Brick house,
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constructed 1906 …
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… right next to a thatched cottage. So much variety here.
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A few yards without cars
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This bridleway leads to Berkhamsted, making for an interesting walk (alight the train at Tring, walk to Aldbury, then walk to Berkhamsted and board the train there, or vice versa)
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The end of Aldbury
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There actually isn’t anywhere in this direction, but I waited until the walkers had come past before taking this shot.
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Looking off into the distance
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Faded old sign; Aldbury Church of England Primary and Nursery School is nearby
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The other end of Aldbury
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Walking back to Aldbury
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Peering out from the tree-lined path
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Back to the village
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Flowers outside someone’s house
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In addition to old houses there are also modern builds
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Oops.
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Funny how the character of the place changes so hugely depending on which road you walk down, and this is a small village.
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Unexpected
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Old petrol pump outside of Aldbury Garage
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Vintage phone box converted into a defibrillator station
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Where possible I prefer to return a different way to that by which I came. While wandering around the village I spotted this sign. I explored more, went back and got my snack, and finally exited the village following this signpost, not knowing where it led or what I would find. (Bearing in mind that I had a tight schedule to make my train connection.)
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Following the sign
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Looking back
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Onwards
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The staple of public footpaths: gates full of water
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Helpful signpost
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Looking back at the church
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Grazing cows
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Throughput of grazing cows
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I just followed some kind of pretend directional instinct; after a while I realised I was heading in the wrong direction. I figured however, from observations on the way in, that it was likely that I would be able to turn left somewhere and head back to the station.
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And here we are: left (towards the “ridgeway” or in my case, the station), right, or (out of sight) straight on.
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Another helpful signpost; no mention anywhere of which way leads to Tring Station
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I had to hurry back but I am glad I chose to take this way
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The final leg of the walk back

Finally back at the station. I only had a rough idea in my head (not even deliberately committed to memory) of the train time back, as this was a last-minute plan. I ran the last bit, and made it back to the station with 3 minutes to spare. However, things did not quite got to plan, such as is the way with our reliable rail service.

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“On time” changed to “15:16”, then “15:18”, then “Delayed”. No idea where the train eventually went; I ended up getting the 15:45, completely missing my connection. That puts me in the 24.9% of trains that don’t arrive within 3 minutes, and the 5.3% of trains cancelled or amended en route. (See image 2.)

Just got to hang out at Tring station for a while …

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Buffer stops
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Passing Avanti West Coast class 390 Pendolino tilting express train

When the train arrived, none of the carriages were showing a destination, yet everyone else on the platform boarded it. Was this indeed my train? I walked all the way along the platform to finally see the correct destination showing. (I don’t think I realised yet that some trains terminate at Tring, and this was one of them.)

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Finally on board
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Now a long wait for the connecting service …
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Darkness setting in
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A passing Avanti West Coast train comprising two “Voyager” express diesel-electric multiple units
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Final rail journey

No pylons this week either …