As mentioned in my previous post; Westermill Farm was the campsite I chosen to stay at during the Perambulation Weekend down in Exmoor, Somerset. It was also the weekend of the summer solstice and, in anticipation of the fact that many others might be looking to get-away for the occasion, I asked about the necessity of booking in advance of my arrival… To which I was told the same as when I enquired around August last year; that booking wasn’t essential and that I could simply turn up, pay my fees and camp (provided that I didn’t arrive in the middle of the night).
Today, I took a break from DIY to get out and in to the fresh air. Yesterday perhaps wasn’t as wet as had been forecast but when I awoke to blue skies this morning, I knew I needed to take advantage of it.
This was also an opportunity for me to finalise a pre-walk; for if I can submit and lead one more walk with Brunel Walking Group before Christmas, I’ll be entitled to a £20 gift voucher!
So, today, I returned to the western edge of Wiltshire and to the quaintly named small village of Box.
This past weekend, I donned my waterproofs to brave the great outdoors. With a mountain of an expedition only a dozen weeks away now, I don’t think that I can use ‘the weather excuse‘ to keep me indoors for consecutive weekends. I have training to do and, flicking through the virtual pages of the three Walk West books, I can create a growing list of routes that I am keen to follow.
So, with falling water forecast and grey skies in waiting for me as I woke up on Sunday morning, I decided to keep the setting fairly familiar and not-too-brand-new by visiting Lansdown, to the north-east of Bath.
Today has been a day off from walking and, under all-too-familiar circumstances for 2014, the weather is largely to blame for that. There’s also the fact that my boots are still soaked from last Sunday’s walk around England’s smallest city! But for its minority and the synonymous cathedral; on a personal level, Wells is going to become somewhat of a milestone for me, as it marks the starting point of a 30-mile long slog I’ve signed up for, following the West Mendip Way back to Uphill on Sunday 1st of June.
This is yet another that can be found in and amongst the Walk West series.
This morning, as I begin to write this, the sun is trying to break through the glut of persistent rain. This ongoing downpour of torrent has caused disaster for many home-owners further south and for the average walker, well, I’m presuming that the enthusiasm to get out and to enjoy nature is lost in some small way. I know I haven’t been out for almost two-weeks now and this walk I’m about to share is indeed my most recent.
Roll on summer!!
Let’s go back to January; a fresh month at the beginning of a brand-new year. On that very first weekend, I went out for a walk and, as I had done two-weeks earlier with the trip to Slaughterford, I continued my exploration of western Wiltshire with a few hours spent in an area famed for one Peter Gabriel (among other things, I’m sure).
Today’s walk is about a pre-Christmas stroll around a tiny Wiltshire village that I’d not previously heard of. Even now, I have trouble remembering its name and frequently have to remind myself with a psychological prompt of the word ‘murder’… That’s possibly because I walked through another area called Murder Combe last summer because today I’m going to take you on a tour of Slaughterford. I hope you bought a waterproof coat and wellies!