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Walk No.3

Route: Bus stop to Riviera Centre, Torquay
Duration: 10 mins
Time of Day: morning


Tom - My eldest son.  A walking companion, a witness to the walk.  We talk as we observe things, nothing changes whether they are 3 or 18 but the pendulum of knowledge has swung so it is him who informs me now. We talk about documenting the walks.  He talks of distance and time as horizontal planes and then I begin to think of the movement as mass going through these planes or axis.  It's a way to represent motion.

Promenade - Torbay in all it's sunny glory this morning.  I remember my 'home' town, Blackpool.  How I was obsessed with the idea of Promenading and Piers for quiet some time.  Contrived leisure walking....

Scenic Route - We're not sure of the way and at one point there's a winding scenic route that may possibly be a dead end or the straight road (up close with the traffic) I'm happy to report that my kid is a fellow 'wayfarer': we took the scenic route....



Pitch and Put - Just noted for the inspiring mapping methods and ideas it might lead to.




Shared Space - We walk across a shared space crossing: street designs/systems that rely on the good will of pedestrians and drivers to be aware of each other.  It doesn't seem to work.  We were there for a long time attempting to cross the road.....

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