Walking the Cotswold Way (October 2010)
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Sunday 3rd October – Day 1
After a night at a Travel Lodge we started the day with breakfast at the
Woolpack, Beckington where we listened to the rain pouring down onto a
glazed roof. Jane then drove to the start point in Weston, Bath. As Dave
and I strode off up the path, Jane and Lucie drove off with our back
packs to Coombe Farm, Hawkesbury Upton, our first overnight stay. Rain lashed down for the first hour but we made good
progress with the wind blowing from the west whilst we walked north
east. We came across a few others walking from time to time but they
were generally unfriendly. We reached the pub at
Tormarton (The
Major's Retreat trading as the Portcullis Inn) after about 4 hours of
walking so we were ready for a drink and a bite to eat. We both had
sausage sandwiches and although it was advertised as doorstep bread it
didn't prepare us for the thickness of the bread - each slice was the
equivalent of 2 slices. The ancient pub dog liked the smell of us
(nobody else did) so decided to sit by our table. So well watered and fed we set off towards our
overnight stay. Having sat for 45 minutes our legs had seized up and it
was a real struggle to get going again. There were some great views after lunch towards the
Bristol Channel but our aching bodies struggled to appreciate the scene. We arrived at Coombe Farm at 16:30, showered, changed
and headed off to the Beaufort
Arms for dinner. Our room was small, chilly and felt damp from lack
of use and heating.
All my best intentions of updating the blog at the end of everyday
disappeared as I realised there wasn't an O2
mobile signal anywhere in the village so the iPhone was effectively
redundant.
Day 1 route:
http://j.mp/aCSWV0 |
Monday 4th October – Day 2 Day 2 and the weather looked good with a slight mist
in the trees. Breakfast at 08:00 and on the road by 08:30 with full
packs. The back packs feel quite comfortable despite weighing slightly
more than 14 pounds (6.4 Kilograms). We walked past the
Lord
Somerset monument and across some very wet, ploughed fields where
our boots became twice the weight and made the going heavy. There were
far more long ups and downs than the previous day so we started to tire
halfway through the morning. As we came along an escarpment we could see
the Tyndale
monument in the distance and Dave worried me by
saying he didn't think we'd get there until the following day's
walk but according to my plans we had to get passed that with another
couple of hours beyond.
At Wootton
Under Edge we dived into a bakery and picked up some pasties and coffee
despite it being only 11:30. Our energy levels needed topping up but to
avoid the awful seizing up of muscles we ate and drank standing up.
Refreshed and cheered we headed onwards. Two hours later we passed the
Tyndale monument
much to both of our amusement - it wasn't that far away after all
(6miles). I took a picture of Dave in front of it.
We eventually reached Dursley with the sun shining
and not a cloud in the sky. We popped into Sainsbury's for a sandwich
and a drink before sitting on a seat in the town and soaking up the sun,
waiting for our perspiration to evaporate. It felt so good it was
difficult to get up and leave this safe haven. As always walking after
resting was quite painful with our muscles stiffening. We struck up a
walking rhythm up to Cam Long Down and then along to Uley with the last
mile seeing us walking on empty. We received an excellent welcome at the Old Crown pub
and were soon sitting outside in the garden soaking up the late
afternoon sun and drinking our respective pints of beer and cider. After
getting showered and changed we were down in the bar ready for our
evening meal. Despite a warm comfortable bed I was still having
trouble sleeping.
Day 2
route:
http://j.mp/bSqoPC |
Tuesday
5th October – Day 3 Awake before 06:45 and up ready for breakfast at
07:45. We got a lift from the landlady to the start of the walk. We
walked along a ridge, through beech woods passing Hetti Pegglar's Tump
and Long Barrow before heading down to Stonehouse using a track Jane and
I had walked when we stayed in Stonehouse in February 2007. At this
point the GPS must have lost signal and placed us several miles from
where we were actually walking which skewed all the readings. I realised
I was getting a blister so the aches and pains moved from leg muscles to
feet and then returning to the legs when the pain receptors got bored.
After 3 hours of walking we stopped for a biscuit stop and a slurp of
water. Once again we came out of a beech wood, down a
steep moorland edge and there in front of us was the
EdgeMoor Inn.
We took our muddy boots off to order a couple of sandwiches and drinks
(Dave a pint of beer and Steve a pint of lemonade and orange). Our
sandwiches and drinks came to over £14 so he must have seen us coming as
there were no prices on the menu but we were just too tired to complain
or question. We sat outside looking across another rolling valley at a
small village about one mile away. When we looked at the map we realised
this was Painswick our final destination for the day and probably only
40 minutes away. No matter, we needed sustenance and it gave me a chance
to do a running repair on my ever growing blister.
On our way
across the valley we came across a milestone indicating that we were
over halfway with only 47 miles to Chipping Campden – we needed this
motivation. We arrived at the B&B too
early and they were not ready for us but after a cup of tea we were
given access to get a shower. We walked into the village whilst they
finished off cleaning our room and changing our beds. Painswick was very
quiet. The church yard had some very interesting
yew tree topiary.
Sitting outside a pub we drank a coffee, once again appreciating the
blissful sunshine. For dinner we went to the
Royal Oak which
had a simple menu and warm open fire. My medium rare rump lamb was
delicious but there should have been more vegetables. I tried a pint of
squealing pig cider which tasted a bland compared to some of the more
popular ciders but I’m no expert. Day 3 route: http://j.mp/9Qee4f |
Wednesday 6th October – Day 4 Over breakfast Dave arranged for our back packs to be
transported to our next overnight stop – Langetts. Another couple
staying in the B&B were also going to Langetts so the costs were halved. It started raining as we walked out at 08:45 but it
was only a slight drizzle and didn’t dampen our pace. So we marched
across the usual ups and downs, over golf courses, past views and once
more through beautiful beech woods. At one point a mist formed in the
trees as though the leaves were breathing and then we realised it was in
fact raining. Once out of the woods we were on a main road and walked
past the Air Balloon Pub but decided it was too early for lunch (big
mistake). As we walked around the edge of yet another escarpment it
briefly hailed but nothing too worrying. As we reached the five hour
mark we realised we were running on empty and the only thing keeping us
going was a symbol on the map indicating we should pass a pub soon
(provided it hadn’t closed). As the Hungry Horse pub at Nine Springs
hove into view we were visibly relieved. We ordered our respective
lunches and my New York sandwich came with a thin layer of cheese which
I ignored because I was too hungry not to eat it or to complain. Once again, getting our muscles going after stopping
for an hour was really tough but there was no alternative. The weather
was great, the views across Cheltenham were excellent but everything
ached so we couldn’t really appreciate anything. We arrived at the B&B just after 16:00 and were met
by a couple in their late 70s early 80s who seemed confused by our
arrival. There were three dogs running loose and everything seemed a bit
tacky. We didn’t have an ensuite and we shared the shower room and
toilet with the couple we met at the previous B&B. The shower itself was
dark and uninviting, in need of a steam clean. The beds looked dubious
and mine creaked so much it sounded as though it would
keep everyone awake. We repaired to the pub only to find it had closed for
refurbishment. Thankfully the B&B owner agreed to take us to the nearest
pub, along with the other guests, for a meal and pick us up afterwards. |
Thursday 7th October – Day 5 In the morning we had a quick breakfast, did a deal
for our bags to be carried and hit the trail as soon as we could. It seems I’d been snoring very loudly keeping Dave
awake and I’d also been dreaming of bed bugs, I think we had good cause.
From the
map today looked like a 23 mile hike so we decided to take a short cut
missing out the circular walk around Cleeve Hill. All was going well
except we somehow missed a signpost and instead walked to Brockhampton
before realising our mistake and our 3 mile short cut turned into a 5
mile extension. We felt very demotivated. The topiary in the grounds of
Brockhampton hall didn’t really make up for the extra miles. So after 4 miles of road walking we made it back onto
the Cotswold Way and then down into Winchcombe just after midday. We
bought sandwiches and cakes with a cold drink which we consumed on a
bench at the end of the town. I did another running repair on my blister
before we set off again. The afternoon saw us bathed in glorious weather and
the scenery was wonderful but we rested more frequently. Eventually we
strolled into Stanway where we paused to take a look at the
highest gravity
fed fountain in the world. The last few miles should have been easy but at the
end we struggled to find the B&B in Stanton. If we’d only read the
details it did say it was on the walk and it was one of the last houses
on the way out of the village. We had a warm welcome, the accommodation
was clean and comfortable, a marked contrast from Langetts at Dowdeswell
reservoir. We rested and cleaned ourselves up before heading
over to the Mount Inn where
we received a warm welcome and a lovely open log fire. The menu and
beers were reasonably priced, the food was good so with only ten more
miles to go we were feeling good. After our meal Dave went back to the B&B and I waited
because my friend Gary, who lives in Banbury, was coming out to have a
celebratory drink. We talked for an hour or so before he had to make his
was back to Banbury and I had to get to bed and rest for the final days
walk.
Day 5
route:
http://j.mp/bKkD9z |
Friday 8th
October – Day 6 Our last day and only ten miles to walk but we were
once again starting with a full pack. Our landlady kindly took a
photograph before we set off at 08:30. We had an immediate long slog up Shenberrow Hill that
left me gasping for breath and Dave leading the way. Thereafter it was
gently rolling countryside over into Broadway where we arrived just
before 10:00. We then sat and waited for Jane and Lucie to collect our
backpacks before we did the final five miles.
Again
another long slog out of Broadway up to Broadway Tower which was swathed
in mist and we almost missed it as we gasped to catch our breath. Once
we’d passed the tower the path gently eased its way downwards and
eventually Chipping Camden came into view. We arrived at the end of our 102 mile trek in the
middle of Chipping Campden by the Market Hall just after midday.
It was an
emotional reunion with Jane and there was also some mixed emotions about
this tough adventure, the toughest physical event I had ever undertaken
had come to an end. |