Big John, our mighty 'A' walks organizer was fast running out of locations and thought to source pastures new for his extreme examples of a gentle weekend stroll .
So together with his significantly better half he departed these shores and the pleasures of John Smith's Smooth for the land of opportunity & dreams, Obamaland where, unfortunately for our man, the corn is as high as an elephants eye, but the skies are not cloudy and grey.
So heading west they soon arrived at the ancient Grand Canyon carved out over millions to years by the mighty Colorado River. Just the spot thought Jonno to recce a walking weekend of torture for the mob back home.
The photographs alongside offer but a soupçon of the half century on offer of their tour.
There is apparently no truth in the Reuter news agency report indicating a mysterious but substantial increase in retail sales during their stay.
Thanks to Leslie for the photographs
