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It was a lovely, hot sunny day in Chamonix. We decided to walk up to the Chapeau, perhaps to treat ourselves to a pudding after our picnic on the way up (with our Ordnance Survey PACMAT of course). It's a very pleasant walk through the trees, in the shade a lot of the time, up from the picturesque village L'avancher. As you get closer to the Chapeau the path opens out, crossing a small waterfall stream, getting steeper until you arrive at the Chapeau. .   We were ready for some picnic pudding, but not having reserved a place, it was...

We all LOVE Myrtille crumble. The weather looked glorious and we had a multi generation group - so berry picking seemed like a good plan to involve the young and old. After finding a good spot for base, with a magnificent view, we all set to work. Even Basil, the dog, joined in, although not many of his made the container.  Once the containers were over flowing we sat down for a picnic baguette and cheese before heading home to get cooking the pudding. It always tastes better when you've picked the fruit yourself.   Basil: When he wasn't munching, he was...

Guy's lucky enough to have his birthday in July. The weather is normally glorious and we try to be somewhere nice for it. This year, like many years, we were in Dartmoor. It was the perfect day for a picnic walk. We parked up at Postbridge and walked along the tin miners path to East Dart waterfalls. The walk has glorious views, wild flowers, ponies and stepping stones, finishing up at a wonderful pool for wild swimming and a picnic. . .   

A great thing about having teenage kids is that you can get out for a little morning adventure and be back before they know it. Over our summer time in Chamonix we developed a bit of a habit of getting out with Basil for a walk/run up to the Rocher des Montets. It's a steep woodland walk up rewarded with fantastic views over Chamonix town one way and up to the Dru the other. Although we love to picnic, the friendly buvet does a very nice line in crumble and myrtille tart (almost justified by the walk up). After a little refreshment we would...

      Epping Forest, just a short journey from urban East London, where it's possible to lose yourself (and your worries) in the dark, deep forest. Basil just didn't know which squirrel to chase. A wonderful walk through the woods for a picnic lunch. And back to our desks in the afternoon, feeling refreshed.