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 18th December 2016
Wellow. A North East Somerset village that I seem to be visiting quite frequently. Before writing this post, I’ve already returned once this year and have plans to revisit the area on a group walk next month.
Post-My Black Mountains Triumph, this was a point where I saw an opportunity to cram in the miles and possibly get very close to the one-thousand miles mark. But primarily, this was going to be a pre-walk in order to investigate a few different footpaths and hopefully confirm a complete circuit for February.
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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 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”