Sunday 15th January 2017
One day after an orienteering exercise at Ashton Court in Bristol, there was an off-the-book-but-on-Facebook walk organised that I was invited to join.
It would begin in the village of Wellow, a few miles south of Bath… You’re possibly already familiar with that name because I’d been pre-walking routes in the same area!
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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.
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Saturday 9th July 2016
This was the weekend prior to my Cornwall trip. With little motivation to get up early on the Saturday, I still felt as though I should attempt something in preparation for the undulations of coastal walking to follow in seven-days’ time.
Almost a year since my first visit to Wellow, I decided I would head out there again. Mileage would not reach double-figures but, in the space of an afternoon, I’d get some exercise and might also be able to create another walk for the Bristol-based Ramblers group.
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Saturday 30th April 2016
Stonehenge is one of the UK’s most popular historic sites. People flock to it each year from all over the globe and, with the Summer Solstice barely a month away, it’s probably a peak time for visitors to the ancient stones.
For me personally, it has never been more than a ninety-minute drive from any place I’ve called home. After thirty-one years on this Earth, I recently made my first-ever visit.
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Just a brief one for today as I have, erm, not an awful lot to do on this dismal Bank Holiday Monday morning!
Following on from the end of my recent walk in the Cotswolds; I’d spotted a previously-unknown long barrow with the English Heritage symbol next to it. This was only a few miles to the east and so, at the end of my walk, I took a twenty-minute drive out of my way towards Stow-on-the-Wold, in the hopes of visiting Notgrove Long Barrow.
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Saturday 11th July 2015
Climbing out of bed around five-minutes later than intended, my goal remained to arrive in Bristol in time for a group-led walk around the Brecon Beacons… But the meeting point was in Clifton; an area I, for some reason, struggle to arrive at in time. This walk was no exception to that unwritten rule and so, arriving a good ten-minutes after others had supposedly departed, I was on my way home again, filling my head with negative and self-critical thoughts.
Somehow that morning, I managed to revolve my thinking in to a plan of action to set out on an afternoon walk that would most likely see me returning home a little late for my evening meal, but still safely ahead of nightfall. That’s when I settled upon a walk I’d drawn up weeks earlier, beginning in the village of Wellow (a few miles south of Bath), with by far the biggest attraction being the chance to finally visit Stoney Littleton Long Barrow along the way. Continue reading “Wellow and the Long Barrow”
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”