Posted by sean on April 7, 2007 at 6:54 pm in Life In Bath with No Comments


This afternoon, Watkins and I walked 3 miles and then 3 miles more – or however the song goes (basically we walked for 6 miles).

We left my flat, heading down to the nearby towpath and walked all the way to Saltford, where we stopped for a drink before heading home.

On our mini adventure we saw lots of interesting things, including a dead frog, wild wolves and a bungee jump – sadly the rope didn’t snap.

If anyone took the same route as us today and saw a blonde haired male going mental at about 5pm, that was me after I learnt Leeds won another game.

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Bath Marina


“Remember to close the gate”


Where is John’s left hand?


A view from the bridge


Wild wolves!


A present for Simon


“Shall I jump?”


This reminds me of 9/11. A little sick.


Hanson’s tour train. Mmmm Bop!


Mr. Watkins gets excited by another train


While on our walk, we saw a rape… field


The World’s longest field. It started here…


… and ended here.


Some random, mindless graffiti.

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