We head out to the Forest. This is the weather we've been waiting for; bright blue skies and a warm breeze. We park just outside Lyndhurst, close to the The Oak Inn and walk south towards Brockenhurst. The paths are busy, well for the first part of our walk. Things thin out on the return as we take a more 'off piste' route.
Nettlebed
In spite of the dull weather, today's walk was enjoyable. Quiet lanes, views over the Thames Valley and South Oxfordshire and a descent from the Ridgeway along Grim's Ditch. If I'm feeling old this particular earthworking is over 2400 years old.
Hughenden Valley
Some walks are memorable for the views or the weather, others are just a good opportunity to talk and walk. This one was the latter. No views to speak of (at least, if there were the mist hid them) and all in all a dull day. Nevertheless we enjoyed catching up on life and stuff. Lots of things are changing at the moment and it's surprising how a good walk clears the head.
Brill…and another windmill
OK...so windmills are becoming a bit of a weird obsession...Cholesbury, Pistone (twice), Clayton, Rottingdean, Turville (twice) and now Brill. It'll be trainspotting next! The walking is easy. There are no difficult climbs and sleepy Buckinghamshire villages are well spaced and make interesting diversions from crossing muddy fields. We walk through Chearsley, Chilton, Brill (the overcast skies make for some moody pictures of the windmill), Dorton, Ashendon, Nether Winchendon and back to Cuddington.
Ringmoor Down, Devon
The steep climb up onto Ringmoor Down leaves us our of breath and besides, the roads are surprisingly busy. Lots of people are out for a half-term drive over the Moors, taking advantage of the fact the skies have cleared and the sun is now shining.
Ringmore, Devon
Memory is a funny thing. It's been forty years since I was here last and parts of Challaborough haven't changed a bit. The view of Burgh Island from the beach, the caravan park, the stream across the beach that we used to dam...and yet this walk is much longer in my imagination.
Barn Hill, Devon
A windy walk on Dartmoor near Tavistock. We're staying in Tavistock and our walk today is a short drive up onto the moor at Whitchurch Down. Getting out of the car the wind tugs at the doors, as if to encourage us to get walking.
Ewelme
Ewelme 7 mile walk, snow and snowdrops at Swyncombe. The English language is perverse...I've no idea why Leicester, Edinburgh and Alnwick are pronounced as they are. Similarly, I'm at a loss to know how to pronounce Ewelme...e-Whelm or You-lm?
Marsworth Locks
A flat walk on a dull day…and yet, this walk was much more enjoyable than that. Another walk near Tring. That’s something like 8 walks around here in the last 10 months so you may get the feeling we like Tring!
Dunstable Downs
Follow my blog with Bloglovin 28th January Dunstable Downs...well, I remember coming here with Dad to fly kites...by which I mean Robert and I watched on as Dad flew the box kite. We were allowed to send messages up but not trusted to hold the line. It's amusing to see things have not changed and … Continue reading Dunstable Downs
Where Angells Tread! 