THE HERTFORDSHIRE WAY: Hare Street to Royston

Two years and three weeks since we started our 60th Birthday Pilgrimage along the Hertfordshire Way we are reaching the North  Eastern corner and beginning our journey back to our starting place in St Albans.  Each section of the trail has been different and rewarding in its own way and today’s 13 mile stretch from…

WALKING BY THE FLEET IN SPRING

For several weeks I had been feeling the call to be in Hardy’s Wessex and this delightful circular walk from Fleet to Langton Herring and back alongside the tidal lagoon was an apt reminder of what I had been so deeply missing. I have lost count of the times I have visited Dorset and can’t…

ST ALBANS GREEN RING

The St Albans Green Ring  “The trees are afraid to put forth buds, And there is timidity in the grass; The plots lie gray where gouged by spuds,         And whether next week will pass Free of sly sour winds is the fret of each bush         Of barberry waiting to bloom.” (“A Backward Spring”) Thomas Hardy…

If You Go Down to the Woods today…………… (Ruislip Woods)

The “Teddy Bear’s Picnic” was my “Magic Carpet” song at Cunningham Hill JMI School back in the early 1960s.  This was the record I always chose when it was my birthday and we sat on a large school blanket pretending it was Aladdin’s carpet.  Well, I am not sure about teddy bears in the woods…

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…

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…

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…

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…