| CAPROW BY PETER
COX We tread the paths of Dorset Walking many a mile Up and down the hills and vales Through muddy gates and over awkward stiles We sometimes curse the leader For his chosen path Then see there is a funny side And end up with a laugh Why is there mud and water When we’ve had no rain? Or look he’s going to take us Up that terrible climb again When you are the leader You’re either good or bad You can make your walkers happy You can even make them sad You find a place to start the walk Grid references must be given Will there be a pub stop? If so, that will make it heaven |
It’s time to get the boots on Then to lock the car We set out for a mile or two This walk it seems so far Can we have a break now? It seems there is no end This sun is getting hotter Or now here comes the rain On again to the pub stop To have a welcomed drink Then it’s up again and onward To find the homeward link Our path will now be upwards There has to be a hill The sun will soon be setting You can feel the evening chill We walk on regardless And get back to the cars Thanking the leader for the walk It’s homeward beneath the stars |
We look at the programme To see where next we meet Can we really do it With these aching feet? Soon they are forgotten It’s off we go again Up and down the coast path It really is a strain Dorset is so lovely To see it you must walk With your friends in CAPROW There is plenty of time to talk If you’re getting beyond long walks There’s still old CAPROW friends Who meet up on Wednesdays And a warm welcome to all extends |