4th May 2018 19 months after learning my sight loss diagnosis; 10 months after my white cane training; 6 months after moving across town to my new flat… I got fed up waiting for a sighted person to walk with me and wrote on Facebook:-
“And this is the thing I could do today. On my own I took a walk through a small wood that actually has an entry path at the edge of our town centre. Last time I walked here was about two years ago before losing my sight. The person who was going to walk with me didn’t feel like it so decided to just go for it. Got lost somewhere in there as I came out in an area I wasn’t totally sure of but decided on a direction went for it and eventually found the road I was aiming for.
All thanks to Wanda Power (my white cane or wand of power); Captain Walker (my white walking stick); and Homi Cidal (my map app which frequently asks me to walk on busy roads with no footpath) #ThisBlindWomanCan ”
This is where my independence truly began though it would take just over 3 years before I started “trail blazing” along routes I’d never travelled solo while I was sighted, or previously travelled with a sighted person… and I can still lose my confidence when walking solo along routes that combine routes I’ve only walked with a sighted person, and/ or new routes, or if something has changed (like roadworks, or new road layouts).
Until next time.
Was that a dinosaur? 2.0 
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