Wednesday 28th December 2016
With one ascent already behind me on this walk, I knew that I still had some climbing to do before I would reach the desired summit of Bredon Hill.
Having lost height en route to the village of Bredon’s Norton, that time was about to come.
Continue reading “Exploring Bredon Hill (Part 2)”
Wednesday 28th December 2016
Last night, I sat down at my computer to begin writing this walk. While in the process of editing and re-arranging my selection of photos, I managed to somehow ‘lose’ said photos (possibly with a keyboard shortcut). They weren’t anywhere to be found; not even in the Recycle Bin.
I hadn’t already uploaded them to Facebook either. My one saving grace was that they were on Instagram – it took about half an hour taking many screenshots, cropping each image and then uploading them from my phone but, I now feel confident in being able to begin writing and I hope the effort is appreciated.
Continue reading “Exploring Bredon Hill (Part 1)”
Sunday 27th November 2016
One day after following a Walk West route in Somerset, I decided to embark on another walk from the free eBooks, beginning further north in Gloucestershire.
It began in the village of Tresham, where I found a paved layby at the side of a quiet country road.
Continue reading “Ozelworth Bottom”
Sunday 11th September 2016
September would become a month in which I was quite busy and frequently attending walks (and other events) hosted by Brunel Walking Group.
On this occasion, I joined a walk destined for the Cotswolds. No more than ten-miles in length; exploring an area close to Stroud that I’d not previously visited.
Continue reading “Coaley Peak Walk”
Sunday 7th June 2015
My only previous visit to Cleeve Hill, the highest point on the Cotswolds, was in February 2013. That was on a group walk led by someone else; an experience that no-one of us will ever forget… Titled ‘The Spooky Walk’ and intended to finish at around 18.00 (in winter time,remember); the fact that this hike began in Prestbury, one of the UK’s most-haunted villages, was by far one of the least frightening elements of this day.
We left Bristol at 10am, by which time it was already raining and even when the weather did change later in the day, we were soon praying for shelter from the hail, sleet and even snow that followed as night dry nearer! We got lost in the darkness and it wasn’t until 21.00 that we reached a pub in Winchcombe, from which we were able to arrange a taxi to take the drivers (I was one of them) back to the cars so that we could then return to collect the others.
Continue reading “Return to Cleeve Hill”
One week ago, I took a stroll around the southern Cotswolds. Today, I’ve been out with The Ramblers on a more mid-range Cotswolds meander, beginning and ending in the often-bypassed village of Dursley.
Continue reading “Dursley Hills”