THE HERTFORDSHIRE WAY: St Albans to Markyate

FRIENDSHIPS AND MEMORIES       And so it began (with coffee!) Quite aptly the first leg of our journey along the 170 mile Hertfordshire Way began on a day in early Spring.  The eleven mile walk from St Albans to Markyate was a time to renew old friendships, reminisce on times past and create…

YOUNGER THAN SPRINGTIME – Circular Walk from Toddington

  Last December “The Times” featured “A Good Walk – Eversholt and Toddington Park, Beds”.  Using Christopher Somerville’s route as a starting point for this local walk and particularly to celebrate the birth of my grandson on Valentine’s Day just four days before I set out walking hopeful of some sunshine.  In his birth congratulations card I…

WALKING THE HERTFORDSHIRE WAY: A Sixtieth Birthday Pilgrimage

    With an almost 50 year friendship behind them two “old Albanians”  will walk the 170 mile Hertfordshire Way planning to finish at St Albans Abbey in May/June 2019 to celebrate their 60th birthdays. The 170 mile Hertfordshire Way (194 mile with additional legs………………… we will see!) is detailed in a super book edited by Bert…

INDEX OF WALKS IN DORSET

      It is no secret that my favourite place for walking is Thomas Hardy’s Wessex and here is an Index of just a few of the walks I have done.  I hope to add many more to it! 1  Golden Cap – A Boxing Day Circular Walk up Golden Cap near Bridport. 2  Pilsdon Pen…

CLIMBING GOLDEN CAP – A TRADITION

  I first struggled up to the summit of Golden Cap , after consuming a couple of pints of cider in the Anchor Inn at Seatown fifteen years ago. Nowadays my fitness and my drinking habits are very much improved and instead of a demanding challenge I can find the walk a pleasure. I have climbed…

PILSDON PEN – WESSEX HEIGHTS

  PILSDON PEN “So I am found on Ingpen Beacon, or on Wylls-Neck to the west, Or else on homely Bulbarrow, or little Pilsdon Crest, Where men have never cared to haunt, nor women have walked with me, And ghosts then keep their distance; and I know some liberty”. Hardy (“Wessex Heights”)   “Little Pilsdon…

There’s Something about Eype!

    It is no secret that I regard Dorset (or perhaps more particularly Wessex) as my spiritual home.  The call is constant.  I have my special places here where I feel particularly connected to something much more powerful than myself:  Ringstead Bay,  St Gabriel’s on the way up Golden Cap, Colmer’s Hill, the particular…

The End of Autumn – A Circular Walk from Ampthill (Part 2)

    We left Clophill by following part of the Greensand Ridge Walk and carefully crossed the A6 at Deadman Hill.      I must have been too young to have heard about the murder which took place just off the layby here in 1961, but I do remember as a child the story being mentioned on…

The End of Autumn -A circular walk from Ampthill (Part 1)

    Walking in the countryside around Ampthill, Maulden and Clophill today demonstrated, as I always find, that such a simple act has so many benefits. Following on from a family funeral the day before and the onset of a headcold, probably bought on by emotion as much as sitting still in stuffy hot rooms…

Wood End Trail, Harlington, Beds.

  I find it difficult to believe I have lived in Harlington eight years and never walked the Wood End Trail.  The excellent P3 leaflet had been sitting in the study for a while and prompted by a couple of conversations with villagers and also having sight of some of the old maps of the…

Walking the Pilgrims’ Way: The Next Step

    So I returned home to my Harlington home after walking the Pilgrims’ Way from Winchester to Canterbury.  I promised to post a few thoughts about how I felt returning and adjusting back to “normal” life and these few words are a short and temporary effort at doing that. It is difficult to write…