A haze of idling engines,
Electra-Glides in Blue,
Then opened-throttle roars scutter up
Box Hill,
Echoing over Mickelham Downs.

Stane Street, flint worn smooth by legions,
Cuts a swathe between juniper and yew.
Vespasian’s footsteps, wayside markers that we now follow.

Grandstanding,
such a swagger on the landscape,
Horses and silken riders jockey
for our attention,
Flat racing across the chalky upland.

#26Steps D-E  |  Dorking to Epsom Downs, Surrey  |  Sue Evans